It’s been over a month since I’ve published a post about Older Daughter’s Wild Angels Wildlife Rehab. The last time I wrote about Older’s busy rehabilitation world, there were opossums, raccoons, and fawns. Let me do the fawn update first to get it over with. I don’t know if you remember that one of the fawns had suffered what appeared to the vet to be brain damage, probably from being hit by a car. She had improved and was doing so well that I guess we all felt a little too confident. One day when Older Daughter went to check on the two fawns, she noticed that this one stumbled briefly and for a few moments walked with one front foot turned under. Older Daughter knew that this IS a neurological indicator. There is always the risk that when a baby has received a head injury, there can be problems as the brain grows. Older didn’t take any chances. She took the fawn to the vet that very day. The vet was concerned but offered some possibilities that were treatable. He warned, of course, that you can never rule out death with a traumatic brain injury. Older came home with medications . . . and hope. She saw only minor things that evening. But the next morning, the fawn couldn’t stand. And she died in Older Daughter’s arms within a half hour. As sad as this was, the little fawn had been given her best shot. She had Older Daughter’s care and love. She didn’t die on the side of a road as a tiny baby all alone.
The other fawn is fantastic. She is growing and putting on weight. Sometimes she has a burst of energy and darts all around in her enclosure.
The opossums are ready to be moved to outdoor enclosures. No more formula; they are eating on their own. Not all survived, but those who did are doing great. Here are a few pictures.
Only a few days ago, Older Daughter ended up with a juvenile opossum under strange circumstances. First of all, it was Older Daughter herself who made the rescue. Second, what happened is still surprising. Older was driving home after a softball game. It was dark. She was very close to home. She turned onto a gravel road and saw a dog (with a collar) carrying an opossum in its mouth. She pulled over and called to the dog. Then she started to walk towards the dog. It ran into the field and dropped the opossum and took off. Older went home and got her partner and a couple of flashlights. They went back to the area knowing they would never see that opossum. But Older Daughter was afraid it might not be dead and would suffer for an unknown amount of time. Well, against all odds, they found that opossum. It appeared dead (which is what they do) and Older Daughter was able to go right over and pick it up. It was alive but she could see blood so she took it home and looked it over. It was a very young female. There were some superficial wounds, but Older couldn’t know if there might also be internal damage. She cleaned the wounds and set the opossum up in a cage with food and water and a soft bed. She couldn’t help but wonder if this might be a Wild Angels opossum, previously released, because it was in a field close to home. She didn’t know if she would wake in the morning to find it alive or dead.
The little girl opossum was alive the next day. Older continued to treat the wounds and after another 24 hours moved her to an outdoor enclosure. She completely recovered and has now been released.
It’s all good news concerning the three raccoon babies. They were all successfully released. Then, not long ago, one of them showed up on Older Daughter’s front porch. She seemed dazed and slow. Older Daughter brought her inside to check for injuries. There were none. She kept her in a cage for a couple of days to watch for illness. There definitely seemed to be something wrong, but the raccoon was still eating and eliminating. Within a couple of days, she was completely fine and was re-released. I guess she just came home to “mom” when she started feeling bad. Here she is just before being returned to the wild. SO cute!
And finally . . . early Fall is the time for baby squirrels. Older Daughter received a call that someone had accidentally torn down a squirrel nest. There were three babies inside.
See you tomorrow.