It's no secret that I love animals. You must love them too if you are on this site! So what would you do if you saw a pheasant chick about to be thrown in a garbage can and left to die?
I had stopped by a farm supply shop years ago to get alfalfa for my bunny. This supply shop was new to me, and I did not know they had eggs and chicks there. I saw newly hatched chicks under a big heater and had to investigate further! I didn't know what kind of bird they were, but I enjoyed watching them. I was disturbed by one chick who appeared to be picked on. The others were pecking at it and leaving cuts on its' neck. Must be the runt. I asked the farmer about it and he said that the little guy was going to be "tossed" that night since he wouldn't survive like the others. I asked what that meant, and he pointed to the big garbage can in the corner. This dilemma was not one I expected to have this day!
I asked the farmer if I could have the runt chick. He laughed at me and quickly said no. I told him that it was just going to die anyhow, so please let me try to keep him comfortable. He wasn't too friendly about it and was quite possibly very judgmental about me and my request, but I didn't care what he thought about me. I just wanted that chick to be warm and safe for whatever time he had left.
The farmer got out a brown sandwich bag. He scooped up the chick and put him in the bottom, rolled down the bag to form a handle for me, and gave me the bag. YES!!!! He told me it was a pheasant chick and should last about another two hours or so. I took my pheasant-to-go bag and raced home.