Trained up another coworker today, except this time we got to play with animals--LOTS of animals! Snake and salamander and possum and chinchilla and owl...and hawk. The hawk I've been DYING to get to know for the last 3+ years. The hawk I JUST learned how to handle last week. The hawk I was still getting to know. We wanted to bring out the hawk tonight and, although a part of me was afraid I'd get something wrong, something would happen I wasn't trained for, it went great.
The selfish part of me didn't want to bring the hawk along tonight because, after all, I'd been waiting for that special moment for years; my coworker had only been back for a little over a month! But when I saw his face when we first stepped into the room with our feathered friend, and when he held him on his arm--and dug a talon or two in--for the first time, I remembered how I felt the first time I had that privilege, how I still feel. And in that moment any thought of keeping it to myself melted away in the joy of being able to share that moment with someone else. And it was even better than the first time.
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