And, no, it is not a turkey. These words were spoken to me by my daughter, Zeneba, when she and her husband, Matt, called us this morning on a Thanksgiving call from Soriano, Italy. She said them to me after I was telling her the following story on that phone call. The encounter with the […]
Category Archives: Wildlife clinic
I vividly recall the first words of advice the wildlife rehabilitator gave me just after he had demonstrated for me how to hold on to a hawk’s legs while he examined the hawk — “Don’t worry if you get an itch or sweat in your eyes. Don’t worry if a hurricane or an earthquake strikes. […]
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