Friday, June 18, 2010

Well today I went out with the education group again to a school, and this time I had to present two of the animals myself.  I was not exactly prepared for this, but I stumbled through and did my best.  Now I really need to read all the info they gave me so I know what to say - I just assumed I'd have several more times to observe before being expected to talk. 

Things have been very quiet at the hospital lately, so I've had a chance for a lot of one-on-one training.  Yesterday I learned how to tube feed birds and bobtails, although I sure hope I don't have to do it anytime soon; I'm afraid I'd put the tube down the wrong way or too far and choke the poor things. 

I'm still trying to figure out all the different accents at the wildlife center, since there are volunteers from lots of different countries.  Yesterday a Scottish lady with a very thick accent was asking another volunteer where the "gat-ill" was, and I couldn't figure out what she was talking about.  Then she said, "You know, the lit-ul gat-ill," and I realized she was saying "little girl."  Wow, that was a tough one.

One of the supervisors was showing some of the new volunteers the charts, and she noted that the comments written down are always kept very professional.  But then she started laughing as she read a comment at the bottom of a bird's chart that was not doing very well.  It said simply "Poor littel lov."