ALL-STAR SHELTER CHALLENGEGracie (NAFOD) in a sunbeam
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31 July 2010: AHGRRS is #1 in WV with 22.50% of the state vote; DOWN 0.16% from 22.66% yesterday. We're holding at #57 nationally. The #2 shelter (P.U.R.R. West Virginia Inc.) has 12.80%; DOWN 0.61% from 13.41% yesterday. They have also been slipping along with AHGRRS; they are holding now at #139 . There's still only a single digit 9.70% gap between WV #1 and #2, but it's opened up by 0.5.5% from yesterday's 9.15% gap. The end is in sight; only 23 more voting days in the contest. Thank You for voting to keep us in the running for the $1,000.00 state award.
Please don't get complacent. We're holding our own right now, but we'd been slipping badly and things can change drastically in a wink of Gracie's eye if we all don't all
KEEP VOTING EVERYDAY.
Time to call in reinforcements (friends).
Perhaps you can copy the info from the top right side bar and post it on your blog to help us out in our effort.
Hey Hounders,It's me, Jenny. Y'all probably already know that I'm the prime hunter of the TBH&K clan. I especially love "hunting" the birds that come to the feeders outside our kitchen windows in the back yard during the winter. I love the birds, so naturally I loved this story that we found on the internet and thought that we would share it with you. This is the kind of story you need when it seems like the world is spiraling out of control. Not many people get a picture of this proud bird snuggled up next to them. It's about a 2 year old story, from March, 2008. Sorry if you've seen it already but it's worth a second reading.
- Jenny and TBH&K
Freedom And JeffFreedom and I have been together 10 years this summer. She came in as a baby in 1998 with two broken wings. Her left wing doesn't open all the way even after surgery, it was broken in 4 places. She's my Baby.
When Freedom came in she could not stand and both wings were broken. She was emaciated and covered in lice. We made the decision to give her a chance at life, so I took her to the vets office. From then on, I was always around her. We had her in a huge dog carrier with the top off, and it was loaded up with shredded newspaper for her to lay in. I used to sit and talk to her, urging her to live, to fight; and she would lay there looking at me with those big brown eyes.
We also had to tube feed her for weeks.
This went on for 4-6 weeks, and by then she still couldn't stand. It got to the point where the decision was made to euthanize her if she couldn't stand in a week. You know you don't want to cross that line between torture and rehab, and it looked like death was winning. She was going to be put down that Friday, and I was supposed to come in on that Thursday afternoon. I didn't want to go to the center that Thursday, because I couldn't bear the thought of her being euthanized; but I went anyway, and when I walked in everyone was grinning from ear to ear. I went immediately back to her cage; and there she was, standing on her own, a big beautiful eagle. She was ready to live. I was just about in tears by then. That was a very good day.
We knew she could never fly, so the director asked me to glove train her. I got her used to the glove, and then to jesses,
(JESS: Either of two leather straps attached to the legs of captive birds of prey. Jesses allow a falconer or rehabilitator to handle the bird or tether it to a perch.)
and we started doing education programs for schools in western Washington. We wound up in the newspapers, radio (believe it or not) and some TV. Miracle Pets even did a show about us.
In the spring of 2000, I was diagnosed with non-Hodgkin's lymphoma. I had stage 3, which is not good (one major organ plus everywhere), so I wound up doing 8 months of chemo. Lost the hair - the whole bit. I missed a lot of work. When I felt good enough, I would go to Sarvey and take Freedom out for walks. Freedom would also come to me in my dreams and help me fight the cancer. This happened time and time again.
Fast forward to November 2000, the day after Thanksgiving. I went in for my last checkup. I was told that if the cancer was not all gone after 8 rounds of chemo, then my last option was a stem cell transplant. Anyway, they did the tests; and I had to come back Monday for the results. I went in Monday, and I was told that all the cancer was gone.
So the first thing I did was get up to Sarvey and take the big girl out for a walk. It was misty and cold. I went to her flight and jessed her up, and we went out front to the top of the hill. I hadn't said a word to Freedom, but somehow she knew. She looked at me and wrapped both her wings around me to where I could feel them pressing in on my back (I was engulfed in eagle wings), and she touched my nose with her beak and stared into my eyes, and we just stood there like that for I don't know how long. That was a magic moment. We have been soul mates ever since she came in. This is a very special bird.
I never forget the honor I have of being so close to such a magnificent spirit as Freedom.
Hope you enjoy this.
Jeff Guidry is a musician, a rock and rhythm-and-blues guitarist, from Monroe, WA who also works as a volunteer at the Sarvey Wildlife Center in Arlington, WA. You can read the complete remarkable story of how he rehabilitated a severely injured bald eagle back to health—and how the majestic bird later inspired the author to triumph over cancer. Animal lovers and readers fascinated by the spiritual ties between animals and humans will not soon forget this beautiful, inspiring true tale of an extraordinary friendship.
From the moment Jeff Guidry saw the emaciated baby eaglet with broken wings, his life was changed. For weeks he and the staff at Sarvey Wildlife Care Center tended to the grievously injured bird. Miraculously, she recovered, and Jeff, a center volunteer, became her devoted caretaker.
Though Freedom would never fly, she had Jeff as her wings. And after Jeff was diagnosed with stage 3 non-Hodgkin's lymphoma in 2000, Freedom returned his gift. Between sessions of debilitating chemotherapy, Jeff went back to Sarvey and began taking Freedom for walks that soothed his spirit and gave him the strength to fight. When he learned he was cancer free, Jeff's first stop was Sarvey to walk with Freedom. Somehow this special bird seemed to understand the significance of the day. For the very first time she wrapped both her wings around Jeff, enveloping him in an avian hug.In March 2008, Jeff shared his extraordinary experience with his friend Gayle in the above e-mail of eight hundred words:
When Freedom came in she could not stand. Both wings were broken, her left wing in 4 places. . . . We here at the Sarvey Wildlife Care Center made the decision to give her a chance at life. . . .
That e-mail would unexpectedly circle the globe and inspire countless fans eager to know more. In a new book, An Eagle Named Freedom, Jeff tells the full story of his bond with Freedom and introduces the other wildlife and volunteers who have been saved by Sarvey. A tender tale of hope, love, trust, and life, this moving true story is an affirmation of the spiritual connection that humans and animals share.It's definitely, as our blog song implies, A Wonderful World story.
Available at Amazon
Available at Amazon