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I would love to introduce you to Willow; she is a treasure you don’t want to miss reading. And then a fun contest where you can be a bit of a Willow yourself….
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Have an hour or two….you can’t stop reading once you start!
Last week, I think, I can no longer remember which day; Eddie came home from work. He backed into the driveway as usual and stepped out of his van. He noticed what he thought was a dead squirrel and was amazed that he had not hit it. His tire barely missed running over the little squirrel. The little, tiny, baby squirrel that was NOT dead. He looked and saw a sibling squirrel at the base of a tree.
He came inside to grab the kiddos. By the time we got out, one of the tiny baby squirrels was crying and CLIMBING the tree.
I ran to my trusted friend, Google, and looked up wildlife rehabilitation for our state and was able to find a local man in our area. He said it would be about an hour. I had read some info about putting the squirrels in a box at the base of the tree.
The little squirrel climbing the tree was out of sight be the time we returned outside. We could hear it crying but could see in nowhere. Until a moment later, when the squirrel came tumbling down…..
I actually yelled at Eddie to catch it, lol. He of course, was no where near where the squirrel landed. Bekah brought us a box and we (ok, Eddie) put the squirrels in a temporary nest. Why did we not return them to their own nest?
We go inside to eat dinner while we wait for Randy. It began to pour down rain. An outcry was heard in our land. Many children were upset about possibly drowning squirrels. So I lovingly placed an umbrella over the box. This delighted Randy when he arrived. Hee, hee. (No pictures of the lovely umbrella; it was pouring down rain, you know.)
Finally, Randy showed up. He immediately picked up the squirrels and informed us one was boy and one was a girl. They were about 3wks old and in good health. A bit dehydrated which they are seeing a lot of in the squirrels this year. No fleas. How nice for the little rodents. When we called him, his wife was feeding two squirrels and a couple more were brought in before he came to our house. Baby squirrels have to be fed every 2 to 3 hours. They make daytime “night” for the animals as he does have “real” job.
Our little squirrels should be released by late October. He did tell us he has a squirrel that will never be released. Some folks try to rehabilitate it on their own and he has interesting mutations. Looking more like a bug than a squirrel. Um, nice.
Mr. Randy has rehabilitated everything from a field mouse to an alligator to a bald eagle. He left our house to go rescue a duck. He also creates new drugs for animals.
He chuckled a bit when Eddie asked if I could take a pic for my blog. But being a southern gentleman, he obliged.
Thanks, Mr. Randy!! Give the squirrels a little squeeze from the Tribe.
I’m back. Ok, I never went anywhere. However, there was a little behind the scenes issue that was making it impossible for me to post photos. Thankfully, my wonderful tech support guy fixed my problems. Get prepared for some lovely posts on wildlife rehabilitation and well, pictures of my kiddos.
I was lying on the floor with Lydia working on her reading lesson. Hannah was sitting beside me playing with dollhouse people. It had been raining on and off all morning. All of a sudden we heard some rumbling thunder…
H (with eyes widen in surprise): Mommy, I scared. The clouds went “ahhhhhh” and I scared.
M: The clouds did what?
H: The clouds went “ahhhhh” and I scared.
M: Ohhhhh, no worries. We are safe in side.
So, when you hear thunder, it is the clouds going “ahhhhh”. Just thought you would like to know this.
