I have posted some before and after pictures at the bottom of this post. The before picture is not pretty. It isn't disgustingly graphic or anything, but if you are squeamish, you might think twice before looking. I posted them on my Facebook page with the same warning, and people seem to not be squeamish. But I think it might be worse for me because I saw it up close and fresh.
The only new thing we have noticed is how Lizzie drinks water. The fact that she is drinking water is important. Birds in general need lots of water and can become dehydrated easily. So I have put water in her box, but not sure if she is drinking it. But what is funny, if I am holding her and put it in front of her, she cranes her neck like a duck and puts almost her whole face in the water and drinks deeply. The kids think this is so funny. She didn't do this out in the yard, I am wondering if her craning has something to do with her neck. But, hey, she is drinking and letting me handle her and staying relaxed.
My dad, who grew up on a chicken farm, told me she should be just fine within a week. He also told me the finer points of how to use my new pellet gun to kill rodents and get rid of raccoons.
Why am I showing these? Well, I am pretty pleased that in just a few days she is doing so well. I am quite amazed in fact. I am an animal lover and have never given aid to an injured animal before, so this is an accomplishment for me. And I never want to repeat it again, because the initial stress was gut wrenching.
Lizzie right after the attack.
Lizzie yesterday, with my little helper who loves to see how she is doing.
Yesterday up close. Looking not so bad!
Where that feather is sticking out on the back of her head is her worst gash. It's deep and hard to clean. I don't mess with it much because it opens up pretty easily.
Sitting quite relaxed on my arm. Yes, her box is under my sewing desk.
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