4900 Wilderness Trail
Off a gravel road in a nondescript area of central Florida
is the The Wrede Wildlife Rehabilitation Center. Having heard
about it from a camper at our park, we called to see if we could
come out and talk to them. Karen said that we should come out
whenever we wanted, that they welcomed visitors, contributors and
volunteers. Having one of their brochures in our hands we knew
that one of the things that they needed at the center was bleach.
So on one of Laura's shopping trips she came back toting several
gallons of bleach. We ventured out and arrived in late afternoon.
They were very happy to receive the bleach as it was
utilized daily to keep everything disinfected. The center wasn't
hard to recognize. I had the distinct feeling of entering Dr.
Doolittles fantasy, as a Sandhill Crane walked up, looked me
over, and stuck his long bill into my shirt pocket looking for
snacks. He finally decided I probably didn't have anything edible
so he moved off a foot or so with otherwise no concern for our
presence. Before Karen was even able to greet us, Tom, the turkey
introduced himself. Tom would quickly become the source of
amusement during the remainder of the day as his undivided
affection for me would be proved over and over again somewhat to
my chagrin, especially when I was kneeling to take a picture. I
looked over and saw Laura bent over in laughter, so
I handed her the camera and said, "if it's so darned funny
take a picture." Well, try as she would she said she just
couldn't stop the camera from shaking (due to uncontrolled
mirth). Since she wasn't any help taking the picture she tried
her best to get "Tom" to understand that I was
"spoken for". It didn't seem to dampen Tom's ardor in
the least.
On the surface, David and Karen Wrede seem to be the
typical farm type people getting along with nature. However,
their somewhat unusual story began some 15 years ago when Karen
rescued a juvenile possum from a local school yard. After the
local ranger heard that she was going to raise it and then return
it to wild, he asked her if she and her husband could care for a
few other creatures that pass through the ranger's hands who had
been either abandoned or injured.
They were even offered a wild animal permit to raise just about
anything native to the area. Well, there is an old saying about
"You can't keep a good thing down.", and this year over
1000 animals will have passed through the care, feeding and
rehabilitation of these two self-made naturalists. With the help
of a daughter and son-in-law, a hand full of volunteers and an
occasional community service assignee from one of the local
courts. Not all the animals that arrive, by just about every
method and manner known, can be fixed up and sent on their way.
The minds and bodies of animals are every bit as fragile as
humans, with the definite disadvantage, that the animals can't
tell you what hurts. Many of them will never leave the sprawling
15 acres under the Wrede's control, due to the fact that they are
physically incapable of ever caring for themselves. Karen said
she didn't know exactly how many animals were presently being
housed here, but it was close to 40. We walked from the house
towards the side of the road along the front edge where a cage
containing two great white egrets stood "brought in after a
boating accident", she explained. "broken wings",
she continued
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