They call us because somehow the precious cooing infant that they used to carry around with a bottle and blankie, suddenly turned into a bitter raging demon and has infested every crevice of their home, and is miserable alone in the cage it has been banished too. People do not call us because they are sweet and cuddly and they want to share the joy. There was a day when I was unaware of the dangers of caging a lone imprinted, wild born raccoon. I'm getting the calls, and I cannot express how they make my heart hurt. People who "found" (aka stole, kidnapped, acquired, purchased, rescued, got from someone else) infant raccoons in the spring, are now running out of duct tape and band aids and struggling to remember how much they fell in love with the growing terrorist that has taken over their lives. We took many photos and attached are a few we loved.So you've raised a baby raccoon and the fun is over. Remember, call in advance, and consider making a donation. The personal tour lasted about an hour and we were so appreciative and so glad we went there. Jack filled us with a great deal of information about the program and convinced me that this sanctuary will use all of its donations to care for their birds.
The birds are beautiful, funny, and sometimes sociable. Jack led us around the 50-plus "rehab facilities" and saw 100s of birds, as well as those in the hospital room needing more attention. The amount of work (which is all volunteer!) to do this is tremendous but the rewards are great. Wild at Heart rescues owls, raptors, falcons, and other birds of prey and rehabilitates them until the birds are ready to be released back to the wild. I spoke to Sam a few weeks before our trip and she graciously allowed us to visit and have a wonderful tour with Jack as our guide. Please note, in order to visit Wild at Heart, you must contact them in advance to arrange for a tour of their wonderful facility.
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