It probably isn't fair
that I'm expecting Tutter to be on his feet every morning that I go in
to check on him. Perhaps I'm asking for too much, too fast.
He was doing very well
and had even rejoined the gaggle, residing in a small pen within the
Goose Run. His friend Angelo right at his side. The both of them
sitting out in the sunshine, soaking up the warmth.
And then Tutter lost his
appetite again. Back into the infirmary during the evening, and out in
the barn with the ducks during the day. He went to the vet for an
Adequan shot and was moving his leg within the first day… but, he was
not up and walking. He's learning to stand up on his good leg, flap his
wings and hop around, but that's not good enough for my Tutter-Tut. I
want more for him!
So we are back on a
feeding schedule, serving up ground up Mazuri food and Smartwater (with
electrolytes) to get his energy up. He has lost 4 pounds since the onset
of his infection, good thing he was a bit overweight or we'd be facing a
whole other set of issues.
So I spend my evenings
sitting with him and petting him, giving him swims in the tub and
squirting squishy food down his throat. OUCH! Tutter--no biting!