I unexpectedly aquired 2 four day old goslings, and 7 assorted ducks. I work for the P.O., and last Thursday, I received a phone call from the plant, telling me they had a box of missent ducks, and they would not make it to their intended destination. Did I want them? Well, hell, I couldn't have let the little guys die. They had already been in the mail for 4 days. I knew they had to be starting to get desperate for water. I tried to get someone at the plant to open the box, and give them water, but everybody was too squeamish, or something. The plant got a release from the hatchery that shipped them, and they came to me. They were in pretty good shape, considering it was late in what was probably day five of their little lives, without the first drop of food or, most importantly, water. I got water into them, but it was already too late for one of the ducks, and she expired before I got her home. I let another woman take four of the ducks home with her. I had to wait until everyone else came back from lunch, before I could get the little guys home, and into my baby chick brooder. Another baby died shortly after I got home. Had no wood shavings. Put them on newspaper for two days until I could get to Petco for shavings. Came on here in the meantime, and began reading up on ducks. Found the packing slip that was with the guys, and identified the two gigantic 'ducks' as Embden geese females. So, spent Thursday night, Friday morning, Friday night devising various ways to get water in them, instead of on them, for awhile. Everybody is happy, and running around.... Then, Saturday morning I woke up to find one of the geese soaking wet, lethargic. Made up a 'hospital box', with a warm hot water bottle underneath, which also got her closer to heat lamp. Several times through out the day I thought I lost her. Gave her water with poly-vi-sol no iron. Went out and cut some grass, which she nibbled a little. She made no effort to groom herself. I let her in with the other guys a couple of times, and she would drag or stagger over to waterer, plop down, drink a few mouthfuls, and just lay there in the wet. I'd move her away, and she would invariably move back. She was cool to the touch, and I knew she would die, if she didn't get warm. I put her back in the hospital box, where she has been ever since. She has her own food and water, wood shavings, and the heat lamp in one corner. A few times on Sunday, she was laying on top of her food bowl, with her head over the side, peeping to the others. She is now warm, and dry, but is not eating her food. She still drinks the water, but not in massive quantities, like the other guys seem to. I tried a few slivers of watermelon. She tasted it, but did not eat more than a nibble or two. She seems content, and not in pain. Looks healthy. Just doesn,t seem to be eating much, and doesn't get up and run with the others when they mingle. She doesn't appear to be 'thin' or 'boney', so she must be eating, SOME. Is there anything else I can do?
Sorry for the long post...
Sorry for the long post...