Steve

Been awhile since I've posted, but had to share the Steve story.

We are in a subdivision which has two lakes about 1/2 mile in either direction from our house. We live on a court.

I got home from work today and there was a fairly large goose sitting in our yard. I tought it kind of weird, but just thought the goose was just resting.

When Mark got home about an hour later, the goose was still there. The goose was drinking hot disgusting water out of the gutter, so Mark got him a fresh cup of water and the goose drank and drank.

The kids next door get home, and they notice the goose has something hanging out of his mouth. It was fishing line. On closer inspection the goose had a big knot in his throat, probably tangled fishing line.

I called, the Humane Society, County Animal Rescue and Fish and Wildlife service - none of them would help, and to be quite frank weren't really interested.

I called the vets that we used to take our dogs to. They said they would surely take him, but we had to get him there. It seems they have an animal rehabilitation farm, and send animals there to get better, then the animals are released back to the wild.

Mark, the three kids next door, their father, Joshua and Michael rounded up the lame goose and took it to the best veternarians in the world - Fuchs - Shively animal hospital.
The three kids next door had a cat carrier that they put together. The kids also gather sheets and the guy next door tacked the goose and we loaded it up in Mark's truck.

Mark dropped the goose off to Fuchs and I will call and check on him tomorrow.

The kids - they named the goose - Steve. I will call and check on Steve tomorrow - Maybe we can visit him.

All gods creaters - Great and Small.