Awesome update about vet school!

[Chickerdoodle13]

I worked at a parrot sanctuary for about 7 years, so I have lots of experience there! I've always had great luck with the birds, even the difficult ones no one else could handle. That was actually what settled my mind about going for vet. I went with the lady who owned the sanctuary to another sanctuary to visit a friend. The owner was showing us the birds she had at the moment and I kept getting followed around by this umbrella cockatoo, so I picked him up and he immediately snuggled under my chin. When the owner turned around, she was shocked because she said he doesn't do that with anyone, not even her! When we went into her hospital room where she quarantines and treats, there was a little parrotlet type bird on a cage, missing all her feathers. She came up to the edge of the cage when I walked by and bowed her head to be pet. Without thining, I just started scratching her head and once again the lady turns around and is shocked the bird let me touch her. The third time, we went to a garage where she kept a bird who was getting over a very bad illness. He was another one she said rarely likes to be held and he was shying from everyone except me. I didn't pick him up (Not so fond about reaching over to an unknown macaw because of their size until I get to know them better) but he was definitely giving me the "hold me" eye. The owner picked up on that and spent the rest of the time telling me I HAD to go into treating birds because she had never seen someone interact with birds like I did that day. I had been thinkng about going into vet for most of my life, but at that time I had strayed a bit thinking I wanted to go for people medicine or research. Funny how that one little thing was enough to change the course of my life for good!

 

[duckluck]

Well, you've either found your calling or it has found you! Macaws are definitely not for everyone and usually the large birds are the ones vets really don't want to handle, so that's a great thing!

 

[willowbranchfarm]

I worked at a parrot sanctuary for about 7 years, so I have lots of experience there! I've always had great luck with the birds, even the difficult ones no one else could handle. That was actually what settled my mind about going for vet. I went with the lady who owned the sanctuary to another sanctuary to visit a friend. The owner was showing us the birds she had at the moment and I kept getting followed around by this umbrella cockatoo, so I picked him up and he immediately snuggled under my chin. When the owner turned around, she was shocked because she said he doesn't do that with anyone, not even her! When we went into her hospital room where she quarantines and treats, there was a little parrotlet type bird on a cage, missing all her feathers. She came up to the edge of the cage when I walked by and bowed her head to be pet. Without thining, I just started scratching her head and once again the lady turns around and is shocked the bird let me touch her. The third time, we went to a garage where she kept a bird who was getting over a very bad illness. He was another one she said rarely likes to be held and he was shying from everyone except me. I didn't pick him up (Not so fond about reaching over to an unknown macaw because of their size until I get to know them better) but he was definitely giving me the "hold me" eye. The owner picked up on that and spent the rest of the time telling me I HAD to go into treating birds because she had never seen someone interact with birds like I did that day. I had been thinkng about going into vet for most of my life, but at that time I had strayed a bit thinking I wanted to go for people medicine or research. Funny how that one little thing was enough to change the course of my life for good!

That's so cool.

When I was 5 or 6 years old, my neighbor found a baby blue bird that had fallen out of its nest and she raised it. But she raised it to be released so he was still very skittish. I saw the bird once or twice before but never really touched it. When it came time to let it go, she told us that morning she was going to release it. We didn't go over there or anything, but she just wanted us to know since we liked the bird. I was playing outside that afternoon and all of a sudden I felt something on my head. It was the blue bird and it stayed their for 7 minutes. My mom kept telling me "Don't move!" it flew away and we never saw it again but I thought that was cool. My mom said I have always had a connection with animals.