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The Gas Station Bird

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When the photo was posted on social media, people immediately began making calls – to the local wildlife rehabilitation center, the state falconry club, and the wildlife division of the state wildlife agency. But since it wasn’t a wild bird and it wasn’t a falconry bird, it wasn’t under anyone’s control.

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The Wildlife Rehabilitator’s Wish List

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The general public is out and about, birds and animals are raising their young, and human/wildlife interaction is at its peak. Violation of the law would be punishable by substantial fines, plus the cat owners would be required to perform community service at a local wildlife rehabilitation facility. Change in Attitude.

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The Medicine Bird

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“I’ve seen her around, when I was setting my traps,” said the trapper himself, who brought her to Tamarack Wildlife Center , in Saegertown, PA. This is why certain wildlife rehabilitators end up misanthropic and homicidal. Birds Albino leghold traps leucistic Red-tailed Hawk wildlife rehabilitators'

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Unflappable by Suzie Gilbert–An Author Interview

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Faithful 10,000 Birds readers will remember Suzie as our wildlife rehabilitation beat writer. Suzie wrote about her experiences as a bird rehabber in Flyaway: How A Wild Bird Rehabber Sought Adventure and Found Her Wings (2009) and used those experiences as the source for her fictional children’s book, Hawk Hill (1996).

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Ingrid Taylar: Bridging the Divide Between Cat and Bird Lovers

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This blog is written by writer, photographer, and animal advocate Ingrid Taylar. Years ago, I became a wildlife volunteer and advocate because of a cat who caught a bird. The wildlife center was an hour away if I was lucky. That was my first trip to California Wildlife Center. I scrambled for a box. I was mortified.

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