I have a wildlife zoo-Chapter 466 Busy Rescue

Fang Ye knelt on the grass, grinning as he petted Jiaojiao, rubbing her belly, and massaging her face, pampering her until she was in utter comfort. Her eyes squinted in satisfaction while a continuous rumble like that of a starting engine emanated from her chest.

"Huff~~ Huff~~"

With her big mouth, Jiaojiao engulfed Fang Ye’s hand and nibbled on it, her paw slightly drawn in against his chest before stretching out again.

Though she was a large tiger, she acted like a little tiger cub vying for attention with him.

"Jiaojiao, good girl~"

Viewers couldn’t help but imagine what it would feel like to have a big tiger behaving so affectionately towards them!

But then again, they thought they wouldn’t be able to handle such pampering; just having their hand held in the tiger’s mouth while looking at those sharp, thick fangs would probably leave them trembling in fear, let alone smiling broadly and affectionately rubbing the tiger’s face.

Even knowing that the tiger was playing, there was always the risk that a bite with a bit more force could snap the hand right off.

Jiaojiao trusted and adored Fang Ye, and Fang Ye had absolute trust in Jiaojiao too! He believed she would never hurt him.

"Nightfall Stardoor" tipped a rocket!

"Silent Bun" tipped a plane!

"Devoted to being a Salted Fish" tipped twenty dumplings!

After petting the tiger for a while, Fang Ye smiled at the viewers and said, "Today we saw the new members of the zoo, and we celebrated Jiaojiao’s birthday. That’s all for today’s stream, bye-bye!"

...

Back in his office, Fang Ye started reading a book about birds.

Suddenly, his phone rang; it was a call from the veterinarian Lin Ying.

Fang Ye answered the call, "Hello, Lin Ying, what’s up?"

Lin Ying said, "Director, the forest police contacted us just now. They have rescued a group of ruddy shelducks from a farm and are hoping we can take them in."

Ruddy shelducks are class three protected animals and are forbidden to be farmed.

Previously, farming them might have been legal, but now the regulations have changed and it’s no longer legal.

This area is also quite confusing. In the past, some animals allowed for "special farming" didn’t have well-developed breeding techniques, or it was due to the cost of breeding. Because special farming was permitted, the wild populations faced severe poaching threats.

For instance, mallards would be massively poached, whitewashed, and sold, and it was impossible to tell farmed from wild ones. Those captured illegally could all be argued away as "captive-bred special poultry."

The reality is far from ideal. When permission is given to farm or to keep them as pets, businesses for the sake of profit do not go to great lengths to breed them. Why bother when capturing from the wild is cheaper and easier?

More often, once a loophole is opened, wild populations face annihilation and become increasingly scarce.

There was a business owner who set up a waterfowl breeding farm and got the license, then proceeded with rampant duck poaching. Later, he was accused of illegal hunting and falsifying documents, but due to insufficient evidence, it was decided not to press charges.

The local forestry bureau imposed administrative penalties, including confiscation of the ducks, seizure of illegal earnings, and fines. Yet, the business owner countersued the state and local forestry bureaus, demanding the penalties be revoked, and even won the case due to lack of evidence.

Unconvinced, the forestry bureau appealed, leading to several years of litigation. During this time, the business owner continued his operations in the background, buying and selling, inflicting untold damage on wild ducks.

In fact, the crux of the problem lies in the inadequacy of wildlife protection laws, and the general lack of awareness and interest in these issues, often leading to such cases not being taken seriously.

Similar situations occur at flower and bird markets. There are only a few legal species to keep, but on a typical visit, one can easily find light-vented bulbuls and other class three protected species. Even protected animals like owls are brazenly sold.

Normally, the rescue center can handle common animal rescues by itself without having to report to Fang Ye.

Fang Ye was thinking about the rescue farm, which might have quite a large number of ducks, and asked, "How many are there?"

"Ninety-three!"

"Wow, that’s quite a few! Do we have enough space at our rescue center?"

"We’ve got enough space!"

"Then bring them over."

In the afternoon, the forestry police’s pickup truck came over with crates of ducks in the back.

Fang Ye followed and joined in on the hubbub.

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"Quack~quack quack~"

"Quack quack quack~"

The ducks were in plastic crates, panicked and making a lot of noise!

The ruddy shelducks had white heads and chestnut-colored feathers, which made them look a bit like roasted ducks (but they weren’t).

So many ducks couldn’t fit in one room, so they were placed into two enclosures.

Upon opening the crates, they quacked loudly and rushed inside, flapping their wings.

After a brief examination, none of these rescued ruddy shelducks appeared to be injured. However, they looked malnourished, with frail bodies and poor flight capabilities.

Many of the ducks couldn’t fly at all, and the ones that could only managed a short distance with great effort.

Fang Ye and Lin Ying discussed and decided to nurture this batch of ducks at the rescue center for a while, to supplement their nutrition and let them recover before releasing them.

While they were discussing, Lin Ying’s phone rang.

She answered the call, "Hello?... Yes, mm-hmm. Okay, I understand."

After hanging up, she busied herself with her phone while saying to Fang Ye, "The police just passed on some information to our rescue center, saying someone found a fledgling owl."

Fang Ye remarked, "Today sure is busy, and it looks like it’ll be even busier in the coming period!"

Since spring began, it was the breeding season for birds, and the world outside the nest was very enticing to the newly hatched chicks, so there would likely be quite a few fallen nestlings to be found.

The police also provided the rescuer’s contact information, so Lin Ying called back and asked some questions, "Hello, this is the Linhai Wildlife Rescue and Breeding Center..."

The rescue center doesn’t just take in fledglings willy-nilly; only those clearly unfit to return to their nests are accepted.

For example, nestlings found in noisy, crowded neighborhoods, construction sites, or having been taken away from the scene for several days, making it impossible to find their nest, etc.

She asked the rescuer about the current state of the owlet, where it had been found, and whether there were any signs of adult owls or a nest nearby.

Rescuer: "I am at XX community, and I found the fledgling owl on the grass here in the community. It’s kind of dusty-looking, and it’s snapping its mouth right now... No, I can’t see any! I’m worried the stray cats around here might snatch it, so could you come and take it away?"

Obviously, what the rescuer described as "snapping its mouth" was the owlet clacking its beak, a threatening gesture, suggesting its spirits were still high.

"Alright! I’ve got the picture, we’ll send someone over shortly. Are you available right now?"

"Mm-hm, I’m free!"

"Great, keep in touch. We’ll call you when we’re on the way." Experience more content on novelbuddy