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Wildlife Rescue

Last Saturday (I’ve been meaning to post this for a while but I keep forgetting) I did some work experience up at Bedfordshire Wildlife Rescue. I’m going to tell you all about it, you lucky things!

When filling in the application form, I thought to myself, “wow, this place sounds big and fancy!”…this was not the case. It was a woman’s back garden. Now, don’t get me wrong, this wasn’t really a problem, it’s just that it was very tricky finding it on Google maps. It wasn’t listed as an actual establishment, so I then had to scour the internet to try and find the actual address, and Google Mapped that instead. When I actually arrived there, it was no easier. Her house was extremely well hidden and quite small, so no wonder they had been short of volunteers. They’d probably shown up but not been able to find it, so went home again! They really should put up a big sign or something instead of complaining about the ex-volunteers not showing up.

The small size of the house wouldn’t have been a problem if they really had been lacking in volunteers- but they weren’t. This place was so quaint that it could barely hold four of us, so, needless to say, attending to all the animals and cleaning out the cages was a difficult task, one which required us to tango around each other every time we needed to move somewhere.

Most of the people there were really friendly and helpful…but. My Mum had been quite offended by the woman who ran the place when we were first introduced at her garden gate. We had exchanged pleasantries and the woman, Sam, had let me in. She’d still had the gate open to my Mum, though. When my Mum had asked if she could come in, take a look around and see the pigeon we had given them to look after a few weeks previously, Sam had stated that they were busy right now and just shut the gate in my Mum’s face, not even giving me a chance to thank her for the lift there. Good start to the day.


A woman whose name I cannot for the life of me remember, was introduced to me and told to show me the ropes. Sam then disappeared, only to reappear every few hours or so but hardly address me, nor ask me how things were going, nor offer me a drink, a break, or directions to the toilet. I did not ask to use her toilet because, luckily, it was not needed for the few hours I was there for. If I had, however, needed the loo, I would have been screwed. None of the other volunteers seemed 100% comfortable either and none of them once left the shed at the bottom of Sam’s garden to use the loo, eat, or wash their hands. Now that I think about it, that’s yet another necessity/right which I was not offered the opportunity to exercise.

Not only this, but I am slowly beginning to discover how unlucky I am. A pigeon died in the carrier I had moved him to while I cleaned out his proper cage, for me to discover him a few minutes later by placing my hand on his still warm chest, his little buddy next to him freaking the fuck out. I think he hated me.

Another bird, a huge wood pigeon, was fucking mental, too. He just wouldn’t let me scoop him up for about five minutes straight. No matter how hard I tried or how desperately I attempted to become friends with him, he was still more in favour of flapping his wings into a frenzy and whacking his head against the side of the cage than he was of letting me pick up his podgy body. Crazy bastard. He could have hurt himself.

THERE IS MORE. Two pigeons of opposite sexes were being kept in the same cage, with a fake egg there to encourage them to mate and create a real egg together. Cute? Just wait. When I went to clean out their cage, I had found another egg next to the fake one…it was warm. I was filled with this amazing happiness and pride in the pigeons for creating a cute little baby bird! But the cage had to be cleaned, so I had asked what to do with the real egg until I could put it back in the cage with the Mummy and Daddy birds (I am aware that once unattended eggs obtain the scent of a human, the parent birds tend to give up on it and keep their distance, but I wasn’t sure whether this would still be the case in such an environment). THE WOMAN TOLD ME TO THROW IT AWAY. IN THE BIN. A LITTLE BABY BIRD. Her reasoning for this? Apparently they didn’t have the facilities to accommodate and look after it in. NO SHIT. But if they can’t look after any more babies then why on earth were they encouraging those pigeons to mate? More to the point, why were they even being kept in the same cage? I feel so guilty and filled with regret for not saying this to her and standing up for what I knew was right…I feel so evil!

I was also not met by Sam at the time of my departure to be thanked for my help, nor was I shown her gratitude via text or email. Rude.

Despite these above factors, however, I have found pride in the fact that I helped those poor innocent animals and possibly made a friend…maybe? There was one girl there who was about my age and she was really nice to me after we got over the initial awkwardness. Although maybe that awkwardness was all in my head. I am totally in-sociable, after all. I think I may be an introvert, to be honest. Anyway, we got chatting after we’d both started to walk out and, after checking that I had the means to get home, she jumped in her car just down the road, only to take a brisk U-turn, drive back to me after seeing me struggle to contact my parents, and offer me a lift. I politely turned her down as she didn’t know her way around Dunstable, but the fact that she offered actually meant a lot to me as until then I had next to no reason to go back there, other than the eternal guilt I would feel for leaving those poor little animals.

I still chose not to go back there this Saturday and I’m on holiday over the next two Saturdays, but still. I’ll go back eventually.

It just feels like every workplace I go to has several people who just make me feel as though I don’t belong and are either rude or condescending, which prevents me from wanting to go back.

Although, I really need to get myself a proper job because I seriously need the money. Any offers, guys? I promise I won’t bitch about you over social media…


The Liebster Award!

Hey guys! I’ve been nominated for the Liebster Award by the lovely cathyjing99 ! Basically this award lets your followers learn more about you and it acts as a promo, so I’m pretty happy about being nominated!

The rules are that you have to tell people 11 facts about yourself, answer the questions which are given to you by the person who nominated you, and then nominate some bloggers who you think deserve it! So here goes 🙂

11 Facts About Me:


2) I still have teddies on my bed because they make it feel more cozy.


4) I believe in ghosts and anything to do with them freaks the fuck out of me.

5) I’m arachnophobic (extremely afraid of spiders).

6) I love reading, mystery novels mostly. I don’t have a favourite book, there are too many amazing ones to choose from!

7) I do believe in magic…despite the fact that I am a believer in science…have you people seen Dynamo?

8) I freaking love animals. I am all for animal rights and I’m a street team member with PETA. I also sign animal rights petitions on other websites on a regular basis.

9) I want to be a vegetarian but just don’t have the willpower.

10) I have an extreme dislike towards children.

11) I love art and often spend time sketching or admiring other artwork.

12) Okay, I’m cheating and putting an extra fact!  My favourite type of music is rock 🙂

11 questions asked by the person who nominated me:

1. What is the meaning of your name? Does it match your personality?

Well, in French, the name Amy means “loved”. In Italian it means “gentle” or “precious”….I definitely don’t think I am any of these things, but that’s just how I see myself. You tell me!

2. Would you rather have a few extremely close friends, or many friends you’re not close to?

Well, this is a bit of a tough question for me, because as of recently I have decided my new motto shall be, “never trust anybody”. At least not 100%. The only person I trust completely is my boyfriend. Although it is much better to have a few close friends than it is to have lots of fake ones, as I have learned the hard way.

3. Do you like to listen to music? Who’s your favourite artist?

I LOVE MUSIC. Although I cannot pick just one favourite artist, so here comes the list! Eminem, Nickelback, Sleeping With Sirens, The Pretty Reckless, Michael Jackson, Mumford and Sons, Madness, Prodigy, Ed Sheeran, Papa Roach….gosh, this isn’t even a quarter of the list!

4. What’s your favourite season?

I would have to say Spring. Summer is too hot, Winter is too cold, but Spring is sort of a mix of the two 🙂 although I do love the crunch of Autumn leaves and playing in the snow (why does it matter how old I am?) And Summer barbeques.

5. What’s your earliest memory?

My old babysitter pushing me around on a plastic motorbike thingey in my old flat when I was about two or three.

6. What are your favourite hobbies?

Meeting up with my boyfriend, seeing friends, reading, drawing and playing video games.

7. Do you have a favourite quote? If so, what is it?

“If you enter this world knowing you are loved, and leave this world knowing the same, then everything that happens in between can be dealt with” – Michael Jackson.

Pretty much every lyric from Lullaby by Nickelback.

“You have enemies? Good. That means you stood up for something.” – Eminem.

8. What does your dream house look like?

I have a few simple words for you. Home cinema. Swimming pool. Tennis courts. Game room. No low ceilings 🙂

9. What’s your favourite colour?

Green, it’s the colour of nature 🙂

10. What’s your most preferred social media website?

Facebook or Instagram. Does WordPress count?

11. Name 5 adjectives that describe you, and 5 that don’t!

Hmm…ones that describe me: Creative, Loyal, Loving, Unattractive, Chubby. Those that don’t: Popular, Beautiful, Academic, Organised, Optimistic.

I actually have nobody to nominate as everybody I follow has over 1000 followers haha!

Zoo Ethics: On the Cold-Blooded Murder of a Young Giraffe

Jeffrey Moussaieff Masson


I don’t like any zoo, but I am especially outraged by the action of the Copenhagen Zoo in Denmark on Sunday (February 9).  I am hardly alone:  More than 27,000 people signed a “save Marius petition,” when the zoo announced that zoo officials intended to kill the adorable and much-loved 18-month old Marius. Many thousands of other people around the world have taken to the Internet to express their sadness, their bewilderment, and their horror at this completely unnecessary, even ghoulish act.   It caused revulsion in most people who read about it.  It was an execution many noted.  The reason the zoo gave for killing Marius struck just about every ordinary person as bizarre:  He was killed because his genes were too similar to those of other zoo giraffes in a European breeding program.  “He cannot add anything further to the breeding programme that does not already exist,” a European…

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My First Post

Ah, so this is my first blog post.

It’s funny, because just a few weeks ago I could not for the life of me have pictured myself doing this! I’ve always been the kind of girl who just sort of keeps herself to herself, never really feeling the need to share with random strangers the inner mechanisms of her mind…but I guess you could say that I was somewhat inspired by a good friend of mine.

As a kid I pretty much always wanted to be a writer. There was one small stage where I somehow managed to convince my immature mind that I was an amazing singer and that I could easily become a pop  star…until that one day when my Mum secretly recorded me singing in my bedroom and then decided to play the video back for all of my friends to hear…I think it’s safe to say that I won’t be choosing that career path anytime soon. Anyway, let’s not go into that (the wounds are still too fresh).


I have since given 

up on  both of these dreams and am not quite sure what I want to do with my life…but hey, who is at the age of 16? As of recently, I have been dabbling in photography, which I quite enjoy and   may very well choose to follow up on as a career. I am also somewhat of an animal enthusiast and an artist, which hopefully you guys will get to see a lot more of as my blog progresses. I will share with you my thoughts, feelings and choices throughout my everyday life, which hopefully some of you teens out there can relate to. However, my aim is to be unique. Remember guys, always take The Road Less Travelled By.