It is a very sad day on the farm. We got the news that Hawkey Puck, the injured hawk Bob pulled out of the highway on Tuesday, did not make it. He passed away late last night at Cascade Raptor Center in Eugene, a refuge for injured raptors.
I went up to the barn after hearing the news and sat for a long while with Orange Kitty in my lap. He is a sensitive cat and always seems to know when I need a hug. One thing you can never escape on a farm is the frailty of life. Be it barn cats, or injured hawks, it hurts to lose a soul you’ve come to see as part of your family.
We are grateful to Cascade Raptor Center for giving him his best chance for survival and failing that, a peaceful death. Animals seem to know when humans are trying to help them. I believe Hawkey Puck knew those around him were on his side. I am glad he didn’t die alone.
All we can do is our best to make each day a good one and to appreciate those who are here while we’re all together.
Towards that end, Murphy and the rest of the dogs want a run in the vineyard. And so, we are off. God Speed Hawkey Puck.
While on his way to physical therapy yesterday, Bob noticed a motionless hawk in the middle of the road. It was just this side of the tunnel on Highway 38 as you head out of Elkton. Bob assumed the hawk was dead and pulled over to move it out of traffic.
But when Bob approached the hawk, it’s right eye popped open! The hawk was still alive. Badly hurt, but alive.
Bob gathered up the hawk and made a nest for it in a pile of clothes in his car that he’s supposed to drop off at Good Will. Bob didn’t think the hawk was going to last much longer. But he figured it would be more comfortable dying in the warm car than in the highway in the rain. He continued on to Eugene, parked in the health club parking garage, and went in for his therapy.
When he came out, he was stunned to see the hawk was still alive! It even kicked at him a little bit!! So he looked up the closest raptor rescue on his cell phone and rushed over.
When he arrived, the volunteers sprang into action. They put the hawk on an IV, checked his vitals, treated him for possible poisons, and dusted him for mites. They identified him as a juvenile male Red Tail Hawk. They speculated the quiet time in the car might have helped revive him a bit. But they weren’t sure he would survive the night.
I didn’t want to post about the hawk if he didn’t make it. But I checked with the rescue today and he’s hanging in there! He can move his wings and legs, but remains very still and withdrawn. His vet thinks he has a severe head injury, but whatever internal bleeding there may have been appears to have stopped. It’s too soon to be optimistic. But there is reason to hope.
We’ve named him Hawkey Puck (as in hockey puck). Everyone on the farm has their paws, hooves and fingers crossed. Our hope is he will recover enough to be released back into the wild. But if not, the rescue will become his permanent home.
The Cascade Raptor Center in Eugene Oregon is caring for him and dozens of other raptors they’ve saved that cannot be released. Donations are always welcome.
We consider Hawkey Puck a member of our farm family now and we’ll keep everyone posted on his progress here on the blog. Go Hawkey Puck!
Dispatches From Our Farm and Vineyard in Southern Oregon