As Bob said, it truly does take a village in wildlife rehab, something I’ve pointed out to y’all on numerous occasions. Individually, rehabbers tend to be independent, often ornery and cantankerous, but we know when and how to call on and cooperate with colleagues and official resources to ensure the best outcomes for the critters in our care.
Below are a few of the last photos I took of these two juvie eagles prior to their transfer. Enjoy—if previous trends hold true, these are probably the last eagles LWR will see for 2024 (and I probably just jinxed myself…).
With the eagles out of the main flight, the juvie red tail went in—after the flight had been cleaned up a bit. He was utterly delighted to have room to actually fly; the first thing he did was fly strongly from one end to the other and back. He’s since discovered the joys of the fake-stone water dish, a radical departure from the stainless steel one he had in the mini-pen, and found himself a discarded eagle feather that I missed during post-eagle cleanup. That’s been his favorite enrichment item thus far!