I haven't had the chance until now to post that our rough and tumble owl passed over the rainbow bridge yesterday. He gave a good fight but his odds were against him. On Wednesday night, he was standing and seemed to appreciate his meal of chopped mice. I commented to my husband that either the owl was on his way out or was improving, but I was anticipating the worst. You see, in my experience, all animals display what seems to be a last burst of energy just before they die. It's almost like a last hurrah. I am consoled knowing I did the best I could to make this bird as comfortable as possible during his hospital stay. I just wish I could have done more.
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