06/07/2026
24 Years.
On June 7, 2002, I received my Connecticut wildlife rehabilitation permit and officially became a licensed wildlife rehabilitator.
At the time, I was young, excited, and honestly had no idea where that piece of paper would take me.
Today marks 24 years.
When I started, I never imagined where this journey would lead. Over the years, thousands of animals have passed through my care. Some were returned to the wild; some became ambassadors. Other animals taught hard lessons and so many have broke my heart.
Wildlife rehabilitation is not always the feel-good work people see in photos. It is long days, late nights, difficult decisions, constant learning, and an unwavering commitment to putting the animal's needs first.
There have been incredible releases, heartbreaking losses, sleepless nights, impossible cases, and moments I will never forget. Through it all, one thing has never changed: every animal matters.
Over the past 24 years, I've had the privilege of helping countless finders, working alongside dedicated veterinarians, mentoring new rehabilitators, educating the public, and advocating for Connecticut's wildlife. I've also had the opportunity to watch an incredible community of rehabilitators grow, support one another, and work together for the benefit of the animals we serve.
None of this happens alone.
To every veterinarian, fellow rehabilitator, volunteer, transporter, donor, supporter, and finder who cared enough to make a phone call or lend a hand, thank you. You have been part of every success story along the way.
Twenty-four years later, I am still learning, still answering the phone, still cleaning cages, still celebrating releases, and still honored to do this work.
I am grateful for the animals that changed me, the people who stood beside me, and the community that has supported Nutmeg Acres Wildlife Rehabilitation through the years.
Here's to the next chapter!
— Sherry
Nutmeg Acres Wildlife Rehabilitation