@N ID Goose mom Oh, it was a nightmare.

I'll describe the situation in more detail below: warning for those who aren't up to it.
I went out one morning - as I always do - to let the geese out, and I looked into Pearl's crate and he was covered from head to chest in blood. At first I thought something had gotten to him in the crate, or that he had cut his tongue off, but once I got him out and got a good look - he had grinded his beak against the hardware cloth front door and removed the tip of his beak.
It took me forever to get the bleeding to stop. I kept applying pressure with a wet cloth, then packing the wound with corn starch, then back to the wet rag. Over and over. I think it took me around four hours to get the wound to stop gushing, because every time I got it to stop, he'd violently shake his head - because of the blood in his mouth - and it'd start again.
After I got it to calm, I kept trying to apply bandages. I knew I couldn't tape his mouth shut, or block his nares, which made it incredibly difficult. I kept trying different applications of gauze, square band-aids, and tape. One method would work - until I had to give him a sip of water, because it was a hundred-degree day and I
knew I had to keep him from dehydrating, and then the tape would come off and the bleeding would start again.
Eventually, the wound as a whole started to clot and scab, and my bandages were working better. This is when I decided to move him - and Daisy - into the bathroom for a make-shift hospital cage. I actually wished I had a bigger flock, because then I could have only taken Pearl into the house. But as it was, I could not leave Daisy all by herself, as it would both upset her and make her vulnerable to predators. So we packed both of them into the house.
It was exhausting and traumatizing and terrible. I've had to doctor my own animals before, but this was the worst wound I had ever encountered, and because we're rural I knew we were his only hope.
In hindsight, my mom pointed out that he probably saw a coyote walking by and went ballistic trying to get to it. I also think he probably got the little tooth at the very end of his beak - you know the one - caught in the tiny little mesh, and that's what brought first blood.
Today, the wound looks great. It has healed over, and is a bright healthy pink. No sign of infection. He is running around, and bathing (oh, was he happy that I gave him the big pool back today!), and talking, and eating. He still can't graze grass, but he keeps trying, and I think with time he'll get it.
I'll try to get a picture of his beak sometime and upload it. It's a lot shorter, and has a little divot on one side, but for the most part it is still a functioning beak that allows him to eat. I'm mournful that it happened at all, especially so young, but thankful that the situation is not worse than it is.