My name is Max, and throughout the next couple months I hope to share stories and photographs of my experiences with nature, with whoever cares to read them.
Monday, April 15, 2013
At least 5 times in the past couple years, my mom has come home with orphaned animals. I have no idea how or why it keeps happening, maybe she's some sort of little baby animal magnet. From a nest of rabbits being run over by a lawn mower to baby squirrels falling out of their nest, my mom always gives these little guys the chance to fight and grow strong. The first one or two times this happened, we weren't very prepared. We didn't have anywhere to keep four baby squirrels that hadn't even opened their eyes yet, or any knowledge of how to care for them. Now, we're much better equipped. Building a big cage isn't all that hard if you have the right materials, and it's much better than a twenty gallon fish tank. Our vet actually lives on the next street over from us, so we know a lot more about how to nurture these little fellas back to a healthy point where they can be released. It's amazing how fast baby squirrels can recover. They'll go from barely moving and needing to be dropper fed to climbing all over you and socializing in just a few days. Before you know it, they'll be strong enough to join their friends in the trees.