08/30/2026
Let me say something plainly.
Rehabilitation is not a competition.
I deal with death. I deal with animals that are suffering. I deal with cases that keep me awake at night, losses that break my heart, and the responsibility of trying to save lives when sometimes, despite everything I do, I canāt.
So when other rehabbers choose to attack me anonymously, refuse to work with me, or try to tear me down because they donāt like how successful I am, I have one thing to say:
Stop.
If your energy is going toward watching what Iām doing, comparing yourself to me, trying to undermine me, or making anonymous attacks, then your priorities are in the wrong place.
Focus on the animals.
There is no trophy for being the ābestā rehabber. There is no prize for being the only person who gets recognition. Every animal we save matters. Every life we lose matters. And the goal should be helping as many animals as possibleānot competing over who gets the credit.
I will continue to work hard.
I will continue to learn.
I will continue to save the animals I can.
I will continue to celebrate the successes and grieve the losses.
And I will not make myself smaller because someone else is threatened by what I do.
If you donāt want to work with me, thatās your choice. If you donāt like me, thatās your choice too.
But attacking me anonymously, spreading negativity, or trying to sabotage another rehabber helps zero animals.
So instead of worrying about me, go save something.
That is what weāre supposed to be here for.
To the people who genuinely support me, encourage me, and understand the reality of this work: thank you. You have no idea how much that support means, especially on the days when this work is heartbreaking.
Iām going to keep doing what I came here to do.
The animals come first. Always. š¤