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About a month ago, I took my yb team out for a 20m toss. I should have checked the weather because 10min after the release, 45 mile per hour winds kicked up. Two hours later I had only 2 of 12 birds come in. I noticed one of the birds was sitting funny. She was laying in a pool of blood. I picked her up and she had both of her leg bones sticking through the skin! Throughout the day, my birds trickled in. Just before dusk, I heard the trap bobs clank. The last bird had made it home. This bird also looked a little weird to me. This birds keel bone was totally cracked in half. It was in two pieces with about an inch gap between the the two.
I am happy to say both birds have healed. The bird with the broken keel wont make much of a racer, but for this bird to make it home is absolutly unbelievable to me. The desire fore these birds to "home" has to be one of the strongest instincts ever. I am very proud of these birds!!
I think the wind must have blown the team into some powerlines. It was rough going, but I managed to nurse them back to health. The bird with the broken keel (which now, is S shaped) still goes out on the road with the rest of my team!!!!! INCREDIBLE!!!!!
I am happy to say both birds have healed. The bird with the broken keel wont make much of a racer, but for this bird to make it home is absolutly unbelievable to me. The desire fore these birds to "home" has to be one of the strongest instincts ever. I am very proud of these birds!!
I think the wind must have blown the team into some powerlines. It was rough going, but I managed to nurse them back to health. The bird with the broken keel (which now, is S shaped) still goes out on the road with the rest of my team!!!!! INCREDIBLE!!!!!