We are located in Beeton, Ontario, Canada. Call 905-729-0033
Procyon Wildlife is a Registered Charity dedicated to rescue, rehabilitate and safely release orphaned and injured wildlife.
Not all wild animals may be in distress. Please call us right away at 905-729-0033 and click the action link below to learn what to do.
Do you want to make a difference to wildlife in need? Please consider becoming a Procyon Wildlife volunteer!
Seeing wildlife returned back to their natural habitat is our ultimate goal.
We are currently looking for animal care volunteers at Procyon wildlife for the 2023 season. Animal care is rewarding. Help is in your hands.
Interested in Volunteering with Us?
Early last year, we began a fundraising effort to raise funds for an in-house x-ray machine. We had expected our fundraising efforts to last several years before this dream would be realized. Due to some very generous donors, late last year our x-ray machine was delivered.
Pictured here is Crystal Faye, our Animal Coordinator and Director, wearing her new lead apron. She is looking forward to her extensive training on using the x-ray machine.
Having an in-house x-ray machine will mean that it will no longer be necessary to transport injured or ill animals already in desperate condition to offsite facilities. Early diagnosis means a treatment plan can be developed sooner increasing the chances of a better outcome for the animal.
Our heartfelt thanks go out to all the donors who made acquiring our in-house x-ray machine a reality. Thank you so very much. You have proved that HELP is in YOUR hands… it’s in all OUR hands.
by Jennifer Howard
I have been with Procyon Wildlife for approximately 8 years. Taken in sick or injured foxes, raccoons, skunks, squirrels and opossums. I figured since I’m there as much as I was back then, I may as well become a member of the team. Best thing I ever did. Because with admissions, if later all goes well, then come the releases. I know my fellow volunteers who have done releases will agree that it’s the best part of the whole process. The most rewarding for all the hard work involved by all the caregivers and veterinarians. The day they get to go home.
“Freedom day” can be days, weeks or even months depending on the situation. But it’s always exciting no matter how many releases you have done. And every release, every animal is different. I can’t say that releases don’t come without apprehension. Orphans who have never been in the wild without moms. Some came in so tiny with eyes closed they never were in the wild. They were in the den or nest. Mothers either hit by cars or trapped and relocated. Fathers in species like foxes and coyotes are unable to care for their tiny babies still in the den, and abandon them, if the mother has gone missing. And not without stress I can assure you. These animals are incredible parents, both parents. Then these little ones whom only the mother can raise, cannot survive without her and hopefully will be found in time to save.
Talitha, tiny fox kit, eyes closed was found on a front lawn in the snow in March of 2019.
by Elizabeth Trickey
Do squirrels fly? Some would say no, while others would say yes. The nay-sayers would point out that they don’t even have wings that flap. They can’t take off from the ground like a bird or airplane, move upwards in the air, nor stay aloft indefinitely. No feathers, either. They are mammals, and besides the bat, no other mammals fly. OK, they are right about those things. Minor details!
Here in Ontario, we have both the Northern and Southern Flying Squirrels, also known as “Glaucomys sabrinus” and “Glaucomys volans” to the science geeks!
At Procyon, we rarely get the opportunity to rehab these species. This winter, we were excited to receive two of the Southern variety, and, surprisingly enough, they were brought to us separately, two weeks apart, and from different areas. What’s the chance of that?
The first flyer to be admitted was a female, which was named Tinkerbell. She appeared to have been hit by a car, and was in need of medical treatment. The male was found on someone’s porch, cold and lethargic, somehow separated from his colony. He is yet to be named.