Wednesday, June 6, 2012

I guess I have to repeat myself.......

We are very busy with orphan season and I say this all the time, but I still get people that call regarding orphaned wildlife that think they can 'raise' the baby properly themselves, keeping it wild and teaching it what it needs to know to be successful in the wild.  PEOPLE, quit being selfish.  This isn't a 'fun project' you and your family can 'do'.  This is a life that you know nothing about.  Stop thinking about yourself and put the orphan first.  We didn't learn everything it is we know about our profession from an email asking someone to 'tell us how to do it'.  It takes years and even now, we are still learning as this information we have learned and studied, changes every year, just like human medicine, with updated proceedures and diets.  It's so frustrating, knowing these animals will most likely die at the hands of selfish people; completely preventable.  Wildlife rehabilitation is a true profession, not a hobby!

Feathered brothers and sisters, you came to us broken and as you bled…….we saw you desperate, dehydrated, desiccated, diseased, distressed, emaciated, famished, frayed, frightened, helpless, hungry, ragged, ravenous, shaken, shocked, shot, sickly, stressed, stunned, tattered, thirsty, traumatized, torn, weary and wounded. Defiantly, you stood us off with your last breath as we tried to tend to you. We saw you come in as cute, naked, fuzzy, cuddly youth, as mischievous, defiant adolescents, as fierce, regal rulers of the sky and as cunning, maimed elders whose time on earth was almost done. You endeared yourselves to us, bit us, charmed us, footed us, delighted us, hissed at us, talked to us, mantled at us, and graced us with your presence.

Some of you mended and were able to go on your way, never looking back. Some of you were injured in ways that prevented you from going, so you stayed with us to teach us…….And we came to love you. Others were too far gone, and you went home - where you fly free from pain with the Great One. All of you have touched us, and we are changed because of you.

used with permission by Arlene Powers