Tucker (Vanilla Truffle)
We were full up and the Good Samaritans that took the bird in agreed to foster until a space was available. I provided some care recommendations and, at first the bird seemed to be OK, eating, pooping, wing-popping.
Unfortunately, on Sunday 3/18, his rescuers could tell he wasn't feeling well and I made an emergency visit.
He was very emaciated and weak, despite having a safe place and plenty of food. I brought him home to try and stabilize with sub cu fluids, supplemental feeding and heat. He was a lovely homer and the family that rescued him named him Vanilla Truffle. I thought of him as Tucker.
He was the same at midnight when I checked on him but dead in the morning.
I don't believe in an afterlife. I believe that Tucker lost everything he had. I believe that's what makes life meaningful- it is all we get. We need to make the most of it, for ourselves and others, just in case there is no other chance.