I received an
email yesterday from some folks in Jewett City who
had a duck turn up on their door step about a week
ago. They said they listened to "Quack Tracks" on
our website and was sure it was a girl.
They caught the
duck, but the woman said she couldn't drive 20
minutes to our place because of a spinal injury, so
I agreed to go there.
When I arrived
this morning, I saw the woman dressed and ready to
drive herself to work. Then I met the "duck" and saw
he was a Pilgrim gander in a terrible state. I
agreed to take him and asked for a donation. She
said she'd mail it. Yeah... Right... I've heard that
one before... As expected, she never did.
But we took Pancho
because he was a drop off, we have absolutely no
history about him, so not only did he have a fecal,
but he is in the basement infirmary to ensure he
doesn't have anything contagious. We had to hang
tarps over the wire screening because he kept
flapping and climbing the wire. We don't want him to
get hurt, so by hanging tarps and blocking all view
of the outer world, he doesn't try to get out. I
feel bad though... keeping him so blocked in, but
it's the only way I can keep him safely relaxed for
He'll be happy
when he goes outside to meet Romeo in a few weeks.