I walked in step behind Anne as we made a beeline for the Red Barn. We had just locked up the gates after ushering guests from the main yard, and double checked locks for the turkeys and donkeys on the way back to lock up the doors for the goats, rams, and geese for the night. We headed through the large double doors and gave a quick head count
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Ugh, yeah, it was an extremely intense year. This incident was kind of the beginning of a bunch of hard stuff that happened with the animals. Many losses, and just yeah.. I could write a book on the whole year. And maybe I will!
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Do you still live in NorCal?
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Oh, man. Sadly, no, he didn't. Only about a week later, he had to be euthanized as he was 12 years old and just not healing. It was really sad. I can't remember if it was that same day or the next day that Rob said, "yeah we may need to make a hard decision about him soon," and I was like WHAT, we just went through all that, we can't give up on him!! But I understood, too.
Jerome was the first one we lost while I was there, but not the last by a long shot. For a while I nicknamed my internship year: "The Year of Death and Crying." It wasn't all bad. If it'd been all bad, I would've quit. But there was a lot of sadness that year, and at the same time, it was just positive enough an experience to keep me there, and I hung in for the whole year. I was glad to go back home to Los Angeles at the end of that year though, let me tell you! <3
And now we live up just outside of Seattle. :)
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The internship was at San Francisco Zoo.
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(I've found the same. I honestly don't understand people who aren't.)
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(I don't understand them either!)
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