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Happy Fourth of July Everyone! As part of the Independence Day celebrations I've tracked down some heart warming holiday stories that will fire you up inside with inspiration. Start off your holiday with the tale of 'Freedom' a true story about one Bald Eagle raised by her human.
Freedom and Jeff
Freedom 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. Both wings were broken, her left
wing in 4 places. She was emaciated and covered in lice. We made the
decision to give her a chance at life, so I took her to the vet's 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...
The above story comes from http://www.bellaonline.com/articles/art56137.asp. Head over there to find out what happens to Freedom.