I did this feature on the comeback of the American bald eagle and the National Eagle Center in Wabasha, Minnesota.
Goldie had been in the shelter for more than two months. Despite her runway looks – short golden coat, long snout, Cleopatra-lined eyes and athletic build – no one had adopted her. “She’s very sensitive and isn’t eating. If you don’t take her, she’s going to die soon,” a shelter volunteer told me.
The high-pitched yelping of an injured animal filled the late afternoon air. My heart stood still. I knew something terrible had happened to my dog, Goldie.
I charged into the woods, running through prickly vines and over crunchy leaves. When I spotted Goldie, she was lying on her side next to a fallen birch tree.