Becoming a Wildlife Carer

Amongst all the corporate greed that teaches us to consume and take everything we can for ourselves there is a lot of generosity scattered throughout society. People still like to give, giving to those less fortunate or volunteering to help out in different ways. I guess I’m no different, having volunteered at places like Iramoo with their Striped legless lizard research. There’s so many places that need help, and the one that I had the deepest connection with was the local wildlife, having spent most of my childhood harassing them. To me they seem to be forgotten. Sure lost pets (cats and dogs) sometimes seem to make the news when they need a story with a positive spin but seldom do you hear about the people who take on the animals who venture to close to society’s constant spread.
Having no idea how to get involved or how to help I found a local wildlife shelter, the Greendale Wildlife Shelter. Run by a short little lady by the name of Donna, a weathered appearance probable from the constant lack of sleep from late night feedings and callouts to rescue animals in the middle of the night, a lady who devoted everything she had to the animals that she cared for. She soon became an inspiration, a mentor and teacher, not just in the care of injured wildlife but also in all aspects of life. Someone I’ve always had the utmost respect for. There’s often a misconception that wildlife people are soft and are overly protective of the animals they are involved with. This was definitely not the case with Donna, she still had a heart of gold but if an animal was in pain and needed to be euthanized there was no hesitation, onlookers were cleared and the job was done.
This is how it all began, I chose to go on the call register doing rescues, which kind of had more appeal, only providing short term care for wildlife until the animal could be moved to a shelter. Although it could be terribly disheartening when you come in contact with so much death. It’s not all cute cuddly animals. Many of the animals were beyond help and need to be euthanized, which does get to you at times but then there’s also many stories with happy endings which make it all worth it.
It wasn’t long before I realised there wasn’t anyone who would take on the local snakes, with good reason, most of which are highly venomous. Tiger snakes, Eastern Browns, Copperheads which are some of the worlds most venomous. So this was the beginning of the evolution into one of the local snake handlers. The only one who would care for injured snakes and reptiles. I even set up a locked treatment room in the garage where they would be kept safe and away from the kids.
When I separated it became to difficult to house the animals, living at mums place kind of made it a little difficult so I had to move away from wildlife rescue.

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    1. I’ll try. there’ll be more on this subject latter.
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