Today I’ll update you on Older Daughter’s Wild Angels Rehab. Wow, it sure is in full swing.
A couple of weeks ago I was introducing you to a baby opossum that Older Daughter was feeding around the clock. And I showed you pictures of the fawn and the three raccoons who were, at that time, just being exposed to life in the great outdoors. That opossum, the fawn, and the raccoons are all doing fantastic – all successes. But it surely must be “possum season.” Older Daughter has been overwhelmed with these babies. There is the one you have already been introduced to. Then Older Daughter received a group of NINE. The mother was hit by a car and the babies were gathered up and brought to Older Daughter. This group was too young to survive without their mother. But they did not die immediately. So for a time, Older Daughter was feeding NINE baby opossums every two hours around the clock. What else can you do? Even though this was a no-win situation from the beginning, you certainly cannot choose to not try. And in the end, two of that group actually did survive. So it wasn’t completely in vain. THEN, Older Daughter got a call from another rehabber. This rehabber explained that she was overwhelmed and simply could not take on some . . . yep – opossums that had been brought to her. They are so time-consuming and sleep-depriving for the rehabber. This rehabber did Older Daughter a favor when we went on vacation – she took care of the very tiny raccoons while we were away. So Older Daughter obliged and added four more baby opossums to her world. Unfortunately, these last four were without nourishment for a very long time. Mom and the rest of the babies had been dead for some time when they were discovered. It will be a little miracle if any of these four survive. But Older Daughter will try.
I’m really hoping that my daughter does NOT receive any more calls about baby opossums for a while. She needs to eventually start sleeping again.
The other new addition to Older Daughter’s world is another fawn. This time the fawn was discovered by a good person who noticed the fawn on the road, not moving. It was obvious that she had been hit by a car. But then she saw that the fawn was breathing. She pulled over and got the fawn off the road. It tried to lift its head. The face was banged up and one side of the face seemed paralyzed. She researched and eventually discovered my daughter’s Wild Angels Rehab. Older Daughter took the fawn and got it to the vet the very next day. This fawn was suffering from some type of brain injury. Older Daughter hoped that it was brain swelling which can be temporary. The vet gave a couple of injections and sent Older Daughter home with instructions. The main thing was to keep this fawn hydrated and to force-feed the formula if necessary until she could drink on her own.
It was definitely a struggle. The first few days didn’t look good. Even when she could stand without wobbling, the left side of the face continued to be paralyzed. Formula ran out of that side of her mouth. Older Daughter learned how to hold her to get as much nourishment into this baby as possible. She could not nibble grass at all.
That was one week ago. After not having too much hope that this baby could recover, she is doing better than expected. The left side of her face still droops a bit, but she can now lap her formula from a bowl, drink water, and even nibble grass.
The best part of all is that First Fawn absolutely LOVES Second Fawn. Even during their very first few moments together, First Fawn licked and nuzzled Second Fawn. We’re hoping that having each other will be good for both of them. As a rehabber, you never want to see babies in need, but when it comes to fawns, they do better when they are not singles.
See you tomorrow.