Baby Squirrels
Wouldn't no, when I thought I couldn't fit another thing on my to-do list, Annika finds a cople of newborn squirrels writhing around helplessly in my backyard. They were probably tossed from their cozy nests when a worker pruned my huge Water Oak. All attempts to re-unite with Mommy failed. So now I'm back to the every two hour feedings and wiping their butts with warm wet cloths afterwards. Supposedly, this iss vital to preventing "bloat." Don't want their little bellies to swell up, so ya have to do what the mommy does--lick their butts til they poop. Now my maternal instincts are as strong as just about every other person with 2 X chromosomes, but I draw the line on licking assholes. Yuck. If they grow up needing costly psychotherapy because they become squirrels with maladjustment syndromes, so be it. That's a chance I'm willing ot take. They are cuties though. And my Weimaraner, Zoe, loves them. When I hold them up to her, she licks them so protectively. Hopefully, not envisioning hors d'oevres. Anyway my aim is to wean them to solids once their eyes are open and minimize human contact (like that's going to happen in my house. Ha!) so that they retain a healthy suspicion of humans when released. I'll upload a couple of pics!