I have always loved animals, all animals. Right after high school I went to work for an equine veterinarian where I worked for over 18 years and after that I was a small animal technician for about 10 years. I still work with veterinarians now, just in a different industry.
I worked for 5 years at the marine mammal center where we rescued and rehabilitated elephant seals, sea lions, harbor seals and an occasional dolphin or small whale. It was very rewarding work. These animals wouldn’t have needed us if it weren’t for actions of careless people or abusive people who did cruel things to them. When they were well enough to go home their releases back into the wild were more like celebrations than good-byes.
Growing up I had dreams of having a rescue and rehab center where I could take in wild animals like raccoons, foxes, bear cubs and others who were injured that just needed some help and care for awhile before they could be released back to their homes. I put my dreams on hold so that others could live theirs. The dream only faded but it was never replaced. In the meantime I was brought wild burros and domestic horses that needed help.
Life takes different twists and turns, when mine did I turned to the animals I had given so much of my life to to help me. When I needed answers I would sit, watch and listen. It wasn’t a verbal, spoken answer that I needed and if I listened hard enough I would eventually learn the answer.