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*dies*
Today was the day of "no, we can't take that" or euthanasia at the wildlife rehab center.
The guy that walked in the door with the bat? Yeah. We can't take that.
The robin with two broken legs and a broken beak? Euthanasia.
The squirrel with the broken back? Euthanasia.
The woman who's children found a baby raccoon and were playing with it? We definitely can't take that, but more importantly, make the kids put it down where they found it, because mommy will probably come back for it, then call the health department, because I don't CARE what some moron at another center said, just handling an animal that carries rabies is enough to get your ass vaccinated. (Some moron told her that since the raccoon didn't scratch or bite her children, they wouldn't get rabies. Here's the thing. If the raccoon tested positive for rabies, scratches or bites wouldn't matter. They'd get vaccinated anyway. The woman luckily was on my side on that front. She was freaking out about her children's health.)
The turtle that had been run over by a car, with the back half of it's shell crushed and barely hanging on? Surprisingly, cast! Not euthanised. (I saw muscle, so I ran from the room. I was totally no help.)
And all this on top of baby possums to feed (not many, thank god), tons of baby birds (I didn't see two volunteers for four hours because they were with the babies), and our normal load of animals that require care.
Today was the day of "no, we can't take that" or euthanasia at the wildlife rehab center.
The guy that walked in the door with the bat? Yeah. We can't take that.
The robin with two broken legs and a broken beak? Euthanasia.
The squirrel with the broken back? Euthanasia.
The woman who's children found a baby raccoon and were playing with it? We definitely can't take that, but more importantly, make the kids put it down where they found it, because mommy will probably come back for it, then call the health department, because I don't CARE what some moron at another center said, just handling an animal that carries rabies is enough to get your ass vaccinated. (Some moron told her that since the raccoon didn't scratch or bite her children, they wouldn't get rabies. Here's the thing. If the raccoon tested positive for rabies, scratches or bites wouldn't matter. They'd get vaccinated anyway. The woman luckily was on my side on that front. She was freaking out about her children's health.)
The turtle that had been run over by a car, with the back half of it's shell crushed and barely hanging on? Surprisingly, cast! Not euthanised. (I saw muscle, so I ran from the room. I was totally no help.)
And all this on top of baby possums to feed (not many, thank god), tons of baby birds (I didn't see two volunteers for four hours because they were with the babies), and our normal load of animals that require care.
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