Yeah, they're all confused what is going on, but they have to get handled and bothered a little to get better.

Hopefully its owwy will be better soon and it can go back to the burrow where it belongs!

Me too! Those barbed wire injuries can be nasty!

Our rehabber is a very strong and compassionate young lady. She really gives every job from the smallest to the largest animals we handle the best chance possible even if it seems a lost cause.

Sometimes we see real miracles and other times things can rapidly take a turn for the worst. There are so many patients most times it's hard to fixate much on one.

Knowing we've always done all we could and passing that dedication on to the next patient helps me to accept the bad moments. We lost the cutest baby Screech Owl last month. It was the most precious thing, but its health quickly went bad and we had to say goodbye. I wasn't there for it, but I was sad when I heard. But it motivates me to give that extra to the animals that remain with us.

It's been very hot here, and I hate the heat and getting all gross feeling, but the raptors are all outside, and thinking of them getting better has me keep taking that job, even though it's very uncomfortable for me and I get sprayed with bird poop water cleaning up after them and have to touch any gross food they've left behind. But it's to help the ones that still have a chance.

I wish they'd all live, of course, but all we can do is give it our best every time. It's important to remember that every animal we do save is one that would have had no chance if we weren't here.

It's not all pleasant and fun, but it's truly helping the innocent, and it's probably the most spiritually rewarding thing I've done. ❤️