Down the road was a hunting lodge on lots of land. The owner raised birds to be killed. I rescued one and the vet took it. My mind is drawing a blank on the type of big bird. Dang it. Men playing at being men. 8-[
I am so sorry for your bird. And that it was kept a secret from you. Unbelievable! Candle lit that your memories are gentle not hurtful.
So I can identify with bullets in my pasture where Babe, Fritz & Rosie lived. Horse, horse & cow with calf.
Love All Life, Thank You For Posting! :)