George and I had a crazy day yesterday. George spotted a baby raccoon that had fallen out of a tree while we were driving and the hole was really high so it was impossible to put it back in.It was so cute. Its eyes were still closed and it made super cute bleating noises. We were a little grossed out by all the ticks, but we couldn't just leave it there.
So we picked it up thinking that we could take it to a wildlife rehabilitator we know. Unfortunately she was not home so we had a long night in store for us. Those cute bleating noises turned into incesscant cries. We fed it kitten formula using a dropper and that calmed it down for half an hour or so.
The cries were so loud we even tried bringing it back to where we found it in hopes that mama raccoon might hear it and come get it. But after an hour of waiting we decided to take it back home.
We kept it in the basement all night and we did morning feedings at 6 and 10. I was getting concerned because it was a little lethargic and cold during the last feeding and the rehabber we knew still wasn't home.
Luckily we found another wildlife rehabilitator online. She was one of the few that took rabies vector species. We drove the baby up to her this afternoon. Thank God for Marcy the rehabber!
I called tonight to see how she was doing and Marcy reported that she warmed up nicely on the heating pad and had a good feeding.
Now if George would stop making "coon itch" jokes maybe I could stop feeling like I have a tick crawling on me.
I washed the towels and fabric before I did the project, but I didn't wash the trim. I hope it doesn't fray when I wash the towels. I tried using fray check, but it didn't seem to help much. Hopefully they will hold up. I don't want to end up hand washing these.
