Not anymore. I found her down at the beach, listless. Her wing drooped but there was no wound. I took her home, folded the wing into its natural position against her body, taped it in place and put her in a box with a shallow dish of water. I fed her sardines with a pair of tweezers. When she got a bit brighter, I moved her into a former peacock aviary so she could get some exercise. Six weeks later, I took her back to the beach and let her go. She seemed fine as she flew off.