The screech continues to eat well as his wing fracture heals (we hope; remember, it’s right in the joint), and he’s still the reigning king of stinkeye.
And the only intake for the week was a gorgeous first-year female red tail with a nasty wing fracture and a fractured or dislocated hip. She came in crawling with maggots, so before I could take her to the vet for x-rays to see what we had to work with, I had to “de-maggot” her. This took the better part of the day of intake, so the goal was to take her to Smalley’s the following day, but she died overnight. I wasn’t overly surprised, honestly. She was fairly well-fleshed but waaay too docile to’ve been a healthy bird.