I started this blog a little over a year ago with the intention of posting every week.
When we last left off, I had just gotten a job at a wildlife sanctuary and hospital. This was in the height of “baby season.” Baby season means that from spring through the beginning of fall, everything is having babies. This is big in the wildlife rehab game as we get any and all orphans. So I was taking care of baby squirrels in my apartment instead of writing. I’m saving lives here, guys!!!
What is it like to work with wildlife? Pretty glamorous. If you like poop. And if you don’t and then start working with wildlife (or any animals or, I’m assuming, human children) you will eventually because it tells you so much about the animal’s health. Not to brag, but I’ve cleaned the poop of: racoons, deer, bald eagles, squirrels, owls, oppossums, doves, pigeons, turtles, hawks, gulls, bobcats… the list goes on. And on.
Yeah, bald eagles. Because I’m an American.
But, seriously, working with wildlife has changed my life. I now know that I want to continue to work with animals for as long as I am able. I’m still trying to figure out what that means for writing and other aspects of my life. But it is worth it if I can continue this work. In the meantime, I do hope to write more. So stay tuned… I know. Promises, promises.
I also got to bottle-feed fawns and have an awesome turkey vulture story. Though it would be difficult for one to have a turkey vulture story and it not be awesome.
Oh, and I also adopted a dog and moved to California.