There was a juvenile swan that was in for a lacerated bill and depression. He seemed a bit agitated and really seemed to enjoy following me, or was he chasing me? around his pool.There was also a turkey that looked very sad. He got into some lead pipe and ate some. He was molting and looking a bit rough. sad.
Then there was the baby big brown bat. It, we feared, was dead. But alas, it was just laying on its blanket motionless. He too looked down.I know I tend to personify the patients at the WRC. It, I suppose, does not help that I always refer to them as "people". It is so easy for me to look at them and feel their anxiety, sadness, pain. They must be so scared. I am glad for just a moment, I can hum an annoying tune to keep their minds off things. K~