Bettacreek
Almost Self-Reliant
I'm just sick to my stomach. Youngest son got one of the baby ducklings, now it has an oblique displaced fracture... These are the WORST to fix at home, because really, about the only thing that fixes it is surgical. You can't really just splint it, because it just slips right back out of place. The place makes it even worse, because it's at the top part of the ummm, not sure what it's called in birds. Basically, not the little leg that you can see (covered in scales) but the one above the hock... The one that is above the non-feathered portion. Basically, the break is 1/3rd of the way down that bone, so, being as little as this guy is, it's about a quarter inch from the joint. I just don't know what to do to fix it... Basically, unless I got in there and did "surgery", there's no way to fix it, and surgery, well, it'd die from infection, because I certainly don't have anything here that would work for an internal fixture. I know that the best thing would be to just put it out of its misery, but it's sickening... Something so simple, and it's a death warrant. He's alert and active, trying to eat, tries to get to his siblings when I carry him outside, but that leg is useless. It just bites that an otherwise perfectly healthy bird should die for no reason at all. Way too small to eat or anything. Ugh. For now, he's just been chilling with me. I've run out of ideas though, and now I think I'm just at the point of deciding whether to let it die in its sleep with its siblings or just kill it. He doesn't seem to really be in any pain, no shock or anything like that, just cannot walk. I know that animals cover symptoms, but really, the bruising really is minimal, the swelling is minimal, etc. UGHHHH!!!
Really, what would you guys do?!
ETA: I put him in the brooder with the button quail, and he's eating and drinking. He's hobbling around, using the stub to maneuver himself. If I could fix that damn leg, I just know he'd survive.
Really, what would you guys do?!
ETA: I put him in the brooder with the button quail, and he's eating and drinking. He's hobbling around, using the stub to maneuver himself. If I could fix that damn leg, I just know he'd survive.