Tuesday, May 30, 2017

Out of Order

     There is exactly one bathroom in the wildlife clinic, and you can't use it. It's very annoying when someone comes in to drop off an animal and says oh I'm just going to use your bathroom quick and they try to go in before you can stop them. It's mostly inconvenient because it's also a storage closest and also it's where we keep the fawns. Until there's enough to keep each other company in the barn, we don't just have them in the bathroom all summer, that would be crazy.
      I did have the pleasure of trying to change the papers and blankets for them in the bathroom, which is very difficult because fawns are very friendly and easily tamed, so when raising orphaned ones to be released into the wild you have to minimize contact and completely ignore them sucking on your ear in an attempt for food every time you bend over to pick up their old bedding.
     I'm going to sidetrack here because I think it relates; back when I was on a labor crew in Nevada, we had this job that was an eight-day backpacking trip on a mountain repairing some log cabins. Turns out, you cant cathole rock so we had to relieve ourselves in bags for eight days and hike it back down with us. Anyway, one of the crew leaders had this spot that was privet where she liked to do her business, and she couldn't poop for three days because every time she was all ready to go a pheasant would come out of a bush and just stare at her. We suspected that it knew this was when she was vulnerable.
      And that's why I honestly don't think anyone would be able to use the bathroom for its intended purpose anyway, as you might get poop shy with four fawns looking at you, nibbling your knees and wondering if you have food.

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