Despite the long days, frequent heartbreak, and even more frequent desire to throttle some well-meaning but clueless idiot, there are rays of sunshine. Like this week. Last week, if you recall, I was *ahem* NOT in a good mood. This week, despite even less sleep (I managed one night with 4 hours’ sleep; most were 2-3 hours, and one was a measly hour), I’m in a somewhat better mood.
Releases! Releases always make all the insanity worthwhile. The older blue jay, the cardinal, both Carolina wrens, and two of the red bellies are now taking their rightful places in the big, wide world!
Making the call on these two birds was less difficult: the red shoulder hawk’s leg was shattered just above the knee, and the martin’s wing was broken and it was already on the way out from loss of blood from two deep puncture wounds in its side. (And yes, those are maggot eggs, and yes, that’s why I seldom eat rice during the summer…)
Igor will be headed for the flight pen this week, probably Monday, and I can’t wait to watch his reaction to having glorious room to really stretch his wings and fly properly! He’s needed to be out there for a week now, but I had to clear out the smaller birds first. While I adore crows, I’m also very aware that they’re bullies to smaller birds, so Igor will have no buddies in the flight pen with him—less fun for him, perhaps, but safer for the smaller birds.