It’s really difficult some days to hold one’s tongue. A woman brought a pigeon in to the wildlife rehab place I work for with a severely broken leg. Her dog had gotten hold of it a week and a half prior. She knew about us, but thought she could raise it on her own, try to set the leg and splint it herself. Continue reading The road to hell is paved with good intentions. The road to animal cruelty is much the same.
While I was outside feeding a fawn the other day, a gentleman brought in a bucket with several baby bunnies. The Wildwoods staff told him to put them back. These were healthy, strong babies (kits) and the mom (doe) was still alive somewhere. Even though the staff and volunteers at Wildwoods are very good at what they do, keeping rabbit kits alive without their mom is incredibly difficult. Continue reading Bunnies and Pests