Freedom and I have been together 11 years this summer. When Freedom came in she could not stand and both wings were broken. We made the decision to give her a chance at life, so I took her to the vets office. From then on, I was always around her. I used to sit and talk to her, urging her to live, to fight; and she would lay there looking at me with those big brown eyes.
This went on for 4-6 weeks, and by then she still couldn't stand. It got to the point where the decision was made to euthanize(使安乐死) her if she couldn't stand in a week. She was going to be put down that Friday, and I was supposed to come in on that Thursday afternoon. I didn't want to go to the center that Thursday, because I couldn't bear the thought of her being euthanized; but I went anyway, and when I walked in everyone was grinning from ear to ear. I went immediately back to her cage; and there she was, standing on her own, a big beautiful eagle. She was ready to live. I was just about in tears by then. That was a very good day.
In the spring of 2000, I was diagnosed with cancer, so I wound up doing 8 months of chemo. When I felt good enough, I would go to Sarvey and take Freedom out for walks. Freedom would also come to me in my dreams and help me fight the cancer. This happened time and time again. I was told that if the cancer was not all gone after 8 rounds of chemo, then my last option was a stem cell transplant. Anyway, they did the tests; and I had to come back Monday for the results. I went in Monday, and I was told that all the cancer was gone.