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Shot duck survives 2 days in refrigerator
Raises head when hunter’s wife opens door
TALLAHASSEE, Fla. - Neither gunfire nor two days in a refrigerator could slay this duck.
When the wife of the hunter who shot it opened the refrigerator door, the duck lifted its head, giving her a scare.
The man’s wife “was going to check on the refrigerator because it hadn’t been working right and when she opened the door, it looked up at her,” said Laina Whipple, a receptionist at Killearn Animal Hospital. “She freaked out and told the daughter to take it to the hospital right then and there.”
Desthpicable! I used to live in Tallahassee, and while I was there in truth I didn't notice any superducks. Then again, I was in college and the only thing from those times that I can remember clearly is my
French teacher, Patricia.
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WHY IN THE WORLD WAS THAT DUCK IN THE FRIDGE? I WAS TAUGHT TO GUT AND PLUCK A BIRD BEFORE STORING IT NEXT TO THE MILK AND BUTTER,GUESS I'M OLD-FASHIONED
Did the duck survive?
I agree with Gary, We hunt a lot of ducks in Arkansas and never put one whole in the fridge.....geeze and I guess the next question is what day does it count in you bag limit?? That is if it died? Sounds like a tabloid story.....
Here is the rest of the story:
The 1-pound female ringneck ended up at Goose Creek Wildlife Sanctuary, where it has been treated since Tuesday for wounds to its wing and leg.
Sanctuary veterinarian David Hale said it has about a 75 percent chance of survival, but probably won’t ever be well enough to be released back into the wild.
He said the duck, which has a low metabolism, could have survived in a big enough refrigerator, especially if the door was opened and closed several times. And he said he understands how the hunter thought the duck was dead.
“This duck is very passive,” Hale said. “It’s not like trying to pick up a Muscovy at Lake Ella, where you put your life in your hands.”
If I recall your days in Tallahassee, Michael, you lived in something not much larger and almost as airtight as that refrigerator, and every time we knocked on its metal door, your head popped up, too! And that big damned malamute...he sucked up his share of the air...heh. Some things never change, eh??
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