Drake is with me at my house right now, since it took so long to try to irrigate out the yuck. Don't want to rush, he's been traumatized.
But still nice, got a couple of tiny pinches today, though.
Smelled some necrotic tissue - not a good sign, but there was not much of it. Still a few maggots, hard to get that area flushed. Not to introduce tasteless dark humor but I was relieved when I saw him drink, and it did not appear that the water leaked out. Mercy.
My instincts tell me there is likely a spot that I have missed noticing. He holds his tail to the right, which is his injured side.
Apart from having a ghastly looking wound, he seems to be acting like a normal drake. He is in "the limousine" in our kitchen right now, where it is relatively cool (upper 80sF outside today) and fly-free. His tetracycline water is with him. I plan to give him some peas shortly, so they will be well on their way when we take to the road again. Vet is an hour away, if no traffic snarfles or wrong turns.