Remember the cat family I found shivering in the cold, or the lost cat I found last summer? Things like that happen to me all the time.
When I lived in Rome there were these two baby birds that fell down from their nest right on my doorstep. They couldn’t fly yet, and their mother had no way of saving them. So, naturally, I had to care for them before they were big enough to fly, which took several weeks. There are many more stories like these, eventually I will tell you more of them.

I don’t know why this keeps happening to me. It’s not like I’m constantly on the look-out for poor, abandoned animals, but they just keep appearing when I least expect it. I don’t enjoy taking care of them (it’s not so easy all the time) and I always wish that somebody else would have found them before I did. When I see an animal in need, I have to help it. Never mind that I don’t have the time or the space, or that I don’t own an aquarium or a bird cage – I’ll think of something! I just can’t not do it.
Often it’s very stressful taking care of these animals. Sometimes I wish I could just ignore them and leave them be, but I can’t.