Everybody has a moment sometime in their life when they wonder how the hell they managed to get into a given situation. If you're a wildlife rescuer/transporter, it may be the time that you're hip deep in surf trying to catch a diving bird or the time you're holding a pelican and watching a stream of polymorphous mites swarm onto your arm as if it were the land of milk and honey.
But rescuing wildlife isn't all mites and physical exhaustion--although there's plenty of that for one lifetime--and it is one of the most rewarding volunteer service positions available. It's like being an EMT for injured critters; you arrive on the scene, assess the situation, and take them to the rehab center for evaluation and medical attention. Only no one pays you and you don't do any medicine yourself, but I think you get the idea. The joy comes from knowing that you made the animal's situation a little better off than it was, with a much higher possibility that they'll be healthy and back in their original environment.
Linda and I have been transporting animals for Pacific Wildlife Care for the better part of a year now and we've had a lot of interesting experiences. We've started this blog to record our own adventures in transporting, as well as to invite participation from other transporters or people who have had similar experiences interacting with wildlife.
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