I’m usually pretty tough about it, I know it’s part of the job and some are just too far gone to save. I somehow keep working through it, still trying my best for the other animals in my care, but today broke me.
Two babies came in today that have been without their mother between 8 and 10 days. They were cold, dehydrated, rail thin, covered in fleas and ticks, and were so so pale and weak.
I started emergency treatment right away and one died in my arms while his brother frantically screamed and cried for him.
As I walked away with his siblings body to bury him, all I can hear are his devasted screams. I broke down. I can’t stop crying.
The cry from this little one has so much pain, loss, and anger in it… how anyone can think animals can’t feel emotions is beyond my comprehension. He’s still crying out now as I type this. I’m going to do everything I can for this baby. The world was beyond cruel to this poor creature. In his 5 weeks of life his mother and then his only friend were taken from him.
I’m writing this post just to say…. Please be kind to wildlife. 
Life for them is already so difficult, and often times humans just make it worse. Be kind to them.
