The call is made and I hear the voice on the other end…can you meet me in half an hour? When we meet we begin to do what needs to be done.
He was wandering in this condition for who knows how long until he was spotted by two of our volunteers.
Where did he come from? Who tied the rope around his neck? By the size of the loop, the rope had been tied when he was considerably smaller and younger. As he grew, the rope began to cut into his throat. About one to two years old, he is very thin and half the weight he should be. He is covered in prickly burrs.