A Healin' has Occured!

So, upon arrival home from Occupy Work Place about a week ago, I observed Tater, the Spoiled Silly Sebastopol, arrayed in a patch of nice green grass, grazing away. After an hour or two of chores, Tater was still in her clump of grass, and refused to get up; clearly something was awry. A quick physical exam revealed a limp, floppy leg, no blood, no swelling, no joints obviously out of place. Not being an expert examiner of gooses, a sophisticated diagnosis was made: Broke. Somewhere.

Rapunzel was notified to assist in the reduction and splinting. We used a beer box (Shiner) and paper tape (paper being reserved for use only on poultry, people get duct tape) to fashion a splint with a goose-foot-shaped foot rest. Under anesthesia (petting), while lying on her side, the splint was taped in place. She did require a few extra doses of anesthesia from time to time but was overall very calm throughout. Rapunzel then lifted the patient so that her legs dangled and the injured leg was taped into anatomical position. She seemed to have almost immediate relief and looked comfortable at rest in her pen. She was up walking next morning.

On Post-Op Day#2 she was a real Mama's goose, needing help in and out her pool, and getting into constant trouble, including waddling about a hundred yards off into our local predator hang out. From which she of course refused to waddle back and had to be carried. On Post-Op Day #3 she no longer required assistance, and about that time her cast melted off in the pool.

I didn't take a lot of pictures for some reason, but here's the recovered patient, back in her grass patch: