Let’s start with the long-termer—the barred owl. He’s in the flight pen now, after almost a week’s delay thanks to the aforementioned daily downpours. However…I’m not real hopeful he’ll ever be able to fly. Apparently, as we feared, the tendons in his barbed-wire damaged wing tightened/shortened as they healed, despite physical therapy in hopes of avoiding that scenario, and he’s currently not able to extend it even far enough to flit.
Since he’s just been in the flight for a couple of days, though, I’m giving him some time to see what transpires. He may surprise me yet.
This poor nestling grackle did, in fact, die just two hours after arriving at LWR. You can see some of the bruising on his little body in these photos, taken when I was trying to rehydrate him prior to his death. Because he had no use of his legs or feet, it seems likely he had spinal trauma of some sort, as well.
A quick “parking lot” exam revealed he was starvation thin; a more thorough exam back at LWR indicated capillaria and possibly frounce, as well. Rehydration was the first order of business, followed by very small, frequent meals and meds for the capillaria and frounce. He kept all the food and fluids down, seemed more alert, and even hissed at me once—all promising signs. Unfortunately, by the next morning, he had relapsed to his lethargic intake state and died later that day.