The Perception of Pain

I am 45 years old and just today I realized that I have truly never experienced pain. Yeah, sure, I’ve had surgery where I hit the button on my morphine pump under my doctor’s watchful eye, or taken Vicodin or Percocet post-surgically – again under my doctor’s watchful eye – but I have truly never…

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Strange Thanksgiving Happenings

As you know, rehabilitation facilities don’t take days off…animals need to be fed, medicated and cleaning every day regardless of whether or not it’s Thanksgiving. So, this morning was no exception in that regard. While I was working I heard the distinctive Kreee-eee-eear sound of a Red-tailed Hawk. No, it wasn’t a Red-tailed from outside…

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Northern Flicker Recovering from Major Head Trauma

Pam, one of our great Northerly Island volunteers, admitted a Northern Flicker last month who had suffered head trauma after a collision with a downtown Chicago building. After triaging the bird, Pam transferred the bird to our Barrington facility for extended care. As we talked about the Flicker’s treatment and prognosis, Pam broached the subject…

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Volo and the Furries at Midwest FurFest 2007

Our first day at the FurFest convention was fabulous! Some of you may already know that FurFest asked Flint Creek Wildlife Rehabilitation to be their featured charity at this year’s convention (twist my arm) and we were thrilled. FurFest has quite a few attendees that arrive in costume. These are furry costumes – like full…

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Great Horned Owl Has Much to Say!

For anyone who isn’t familiar with our operations, any bird that stays at Flint Creek Wildlife longer than 48 hours goes into outdoor caging prior to release. This lets the birds acclimate to being outdoors and recondition their breast muscles – all under our watchful eye to make sure nothing goes wrong. Anyway, almost two…

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Squirrel Water Rescue

A couple of weeks ago I was at our Northerly Island facility in downtown Chicago visiting with another permitted wildlife rehabilitator, Diane, and her husband when one of our favorite Chicago police came to get us. He reported that a squirrel had fallen into a nearby harbor. We quickly grabbed a few supplies. I hopped…

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