My son Finn has always been a bit of a naturalist. I guess this is maybe because his Dad and I are too. I was the child with the sick and orphaned lambs next to my bed or the bunny rabbit, rescued from the claws of our cat 'Willy', desperately trying to nurse them back to health.
Anyway, it was because of Finn's desire to become a wildife carer and my love of wildlife, that I took on the challenge. And really the only challenge I have faced so far in my short time as a wildlife carer is coming to terms with the human impact on our local native fauna.
The greatest gift I feel this role has given me is the connection to our vulnerable and injured wildlife.
Just two days ago, I rescued a beautiful Barn Owl from barbed wire on a farm. This amazing creature spent the whole time staring at me and I felt such a connection, that I cried when he had to be euthanised.
My gorgeous boys are learning so many valuable life lessons while assisting me in caring for our precious native animals. Life cycles, conservation, the value of charities, the strength of spirit and resilence of injured creatures, compassion, gentleness, tolerance of people who do not share our care and love of animals and above all else kindness.
At the moment we have 'Mr P' the baby Mountain Brushtail Possum. Finn will just sit in his room and watch him climb and swing from his tail. The gentleness and love my children show around the vulnerable wildlife we care for makes it all worthwhile.
As of course does releasing animals back into their natural habitat.