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Once upon a time I had the rare honor of holding a Bald Eagle for two hours after he was injured, while we waited for the bird rescue people to arrive. I talk with him and tried to keep him calm. I named him George that day.... He remained in the Woodland Park Zoo infirmary for a while, but he eventually died of a viral infection.... This is George!
If you ever get the chance to meet and talk with an eagle, you'll know why I like them so well!
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