Monday, September 8, 2008


Very early this morning, a tiny Bengal Tiger cub arrived in my wild baby nursery. I was so thrilled! Of course, that was foolish, given that I know not the first thing about raising a tiger cub. Nor does my license permit me to keep exotics like that.

The thrill was also short-lived, because its intensity woke me up!

Such are a wildlife rehabber's dreams. Time to go feed my real babies, now, all squirrels at the moment.


Elizabeth @ The Garden Window said...

What a brilliant dream :-)

JTKlopcic said...

I had a similar dream recently. I dreamt that I had just invented a fantastic new recipie for baked eggs that won accolades and adulation from my wife and children and perhaps my own show on the Food Network!

Then I woke up, and it was time to make the same old breakfast.