Meanwhile near Kalamazoo Michigan, a duck with an arrow through it has eluded DNR attempts to capture it so it can be treated.
Count me in the camp that says its time to stop wasting time and money and put the poor thing out of its misery.
I remember my grandmother, in northwest Kansas, picking a hen up by its head, raising her arm, and swinging it around two or three times until the neck snapped. Sounds gruesome, but it was quick and it worked. (PETA wasn’t around then.)
She made the best chicken and noodles (home made) I’ve ever eaten.