I Brake for Squirrels!

The I Brake for Squirrels bumper sticker.  I would put this on my car and that is saying alot.
Only $5.99. I'm ordering one. Are you with me? CLICK HERE to order from Kabdoodle.

PS: Click the link - they have all kinds of other ones, like I Brake for Zombies, sure to come in handy this holiday...

Feeding Squirrels is Like a Walk in the Park

I went waking in The Park for the first time in a little while and visited some of my little friends. I always feel I've earned my day on earth if I've fed a squirrel... 

What's That You Have Little Squirrel?

Yesterday, while walking through a quaint little village, I saw something fuzzy scampering across the cobblestones quite a ways ahead of me. I always have an instinct for squirrels. Friends tease me that I'm like the dog in whatever kids movie that is, that always says "Squirrel!" In fact, that is exactly what I do. I wish I could be as observant of everything else, or more important things, like my stock portfolio, but alas, that stuff is not cute.

I immediately abandoned where I was headed and followed the little thing until I got close enough to identify that it was indeed a squirrel. He was quite off balance by something he was carrying in his mouth - way too big to be a nut.

I did my best to scamper behind him, moving fast enough to gain ground but not so fast as to make him move even faster, thinking something was pursuing him. He'd stop but by the time I'd get my darn auto-focus camera to stabilize, he'd take off again. Finally I got a shot of what he had snagged for lunch...

Pizza! 

Why a Squirrel?

I happened to see this picture on Massachusetts Facebook page. 

Does anyone know why they chose a squirrel? 

I heartily approve..

Baby Black Squirrel

One special thing about the month February: it's just about time for squirrels to have their babies. They have them twice a year --  starting in February and again in early fall.

A few years ago I got to help two little black squirrel babies at the Wildlife Rehab Center and somehow fed this one with one hand while stealing a few seconds of footage with my other. It's such a rare sight (and of course, such a joy) that I wanted to capture it to have forever.

I came across the little video this morning and since I haven't published it before, I thought it would be fitting to celebrate the baby squirrels being born everywhere.

Animal Holiday Cheer - Times Ten!

Well, if you want to grin, and have that grow bigger and BIGGER into a huge SMILE, showing ALL your teeth, then turn into a chuckle to boot, press PLAY. This is sure to cheer you up. The fish, parrot, turtles, the ferret, the shark and a few of the dogs and cats -- their voices, the little pranks that creep into this will make anyone who is the least bit stressed or blue cheer up INSTANTLY!!!

PRESS PLAY - AND SHARE THIS LINK ON YOUR WALL to pass all that goodness along.



***There is a second of a squirrel***

Hiccups

I have come to be known now as the squirrel lady. Someone got me a lunch bag with a red squirrel and acorns on it... and yes, I am using it today, and packed it with a smile on my face.

I got squirrel calendars for Christamas from my sister.

And people send me squirrel pictures and videos all the time.

Bring it.

I embrace it.

Let's face it: it's true.

Here's a YouTube vid by vivmus96 that I discovered today

after watching a different vid someone sent to me. Had to share.

Squirrels tend to jump and twitch a lot. But this one appears to have actual hiccups, as evidenced by the little squeak that comes out of him with each little convuslion. Enjoy.

Are You Nuts?

Saw this and had to post it. Not sure if I like it or not, but let's face it, it's a squirrel thing, and they are rare. Someone out there likes squirrels enough to pay $89 for this lovely mango wood and pewter nut bowl.

But if it's for you, or someone on your list this holiday, you can find it at ORVIS.

Looking for a Wonderful Way to Pass the Time?

Someone sent me this link to a blog about a squirrel that made a nest right on their windowsill. The pictures are amazing and so are the stories. For all my time in raising baby squirrels I've wondered how the mom does it... how often and how long they nurse, and when -- and how-- she starts teaching them how to be squirrels, so I could follow suit.

Here's a picture from the blog, which also has videos, of the mama sleeping with her three kits on her belly.

I have to share this with you, it's just too great to not be seen: http://www.thesquirrelinourwindow.com/

My favorite book is named something very similar... I wondered if the blog was done by the same author but it's not. The book is called Squirels at My Window, by Grace Spruch. Short of having my own squirrel babies to look after, nothing brings a sense of peace and burst-my -heart- joy like reading the chapters of this book. A pure delight to read, and I highly recommend it.

photo credit to Kenneth Feldman and Michelle Dortignac from The Squirrel in My Window blog.

There's Something About Mary

Get ready for a dose of sweetness. I just melt into a puddle when I see these movies. Baby squirrel season is long over... it won't come again until Fall, but now I get to sort through various pictures and little video clips I've taken along the way. Too busy while they're in my charge to do it. It's just the most enormous privilege and I still can't quite believe that I get to care for these darling little beings. I dare you to look at these and call them Tree Rats!

I had a trio I've written about. Like any rehabber, I don't name them, because they're wild animals, not pets, and I'm just a temporary caregiver, there to serve their health and growth for a short time until they can be released back into nature. But for the purposes of telling a story on the blog, I usually attach names to animals and in this case, I called this one Mary -- as she was part of a trio with two brothers (Peter and Paul, natch). It's easier to read about PP&M than # 18 19, & 20 isn't it?

I've had infant squirrels, eyes as yet unopened, who lift up their little noses when I've raised the lid of their tank to peer in. Even if they are in a dead sleep, it seems the squirrel's highly developed sense of smell (which later serves them in locating nuts they've buried, even if the ground is covered with snow) lets them know "mom" is there. And since they don't interact with me for the most part except at feeding and cleaning time, mom really means MILK.

But there was something about Mary... she did something to-die-for cute, which was to start smacking her little mouth in anticipation when I'd lift her up. I got the camera one morning and managed to catch it. Here, I'd just put her brother who I'd just finished feeding into a fleece lined bowl with the other brother who I'd fed first. Mary was in a deep little sleep (they look like such angels) and like any sleepy baby, was not sure she wanted to get up for breakfast. I stroked her nose to try to give her a little warning. But once I lift her up she realizes what's happening and does her uh-dorable little smacking thing.

AND NOW YOU CAN SEE THESE MOVIES FULL SCREEN FINALLY!!!! Just click the little arrows in the lower left corner of the screen below.



Aaaaaahhhh so cute! Those little paws pushing out, like Heeeey wait, where are we going? Then a little clip of her sweetly drinking:



A few cc's later and she is conked out, trusting, innocent, peacefully sleeping in my hand. And you have NO idea how utterly soft and feather light these little ones are. And that thin little tail, curling up on reflex. I could watch these 1000 times, while my heart swells and a plethora of little cartoon hearts float around my head.



WHAT'S NOT TO LOVE?

Life is Good

When you have a nice fuzzy place to sleep!



CLICK ON THE PICTURE TO SEE JUST HOW COMFY THIS CORNER REALLY IS!

Lunch!

I keep trying to capture the utter bliss and bonding that happens for squirrels and substitute moms alike when it's time to nurse, but I can never seem to hold the squirrel, the milk and the camera at the same time. This though, is one of the better attempts. It caught a little of the paw action, those cute little pads that are so warm and those long, long fingers with what looks like a very fancy kind of manicure.... those little nails.

But I think I like this one because it catches the little mouth movement that some do after drinking. A little smack of the mouth, moving the last of the milk around on that little tongue like it's the best milkshake ever. And there is a full on face shot that I hope conveys just how cute these little fellas are.





As you can see by the last few frames, it's only a few seconds before the little one is in motion again...

Actually, after milk they usually go down fast, crash right in your hand and are fast asleep in 10 seconds flat. I wish I could sleep like that!

Three Dehydrated Babes

After I returned Peter Paul and Mary to The Center, I gave myself another two week rest and started on Allegra. Spent the whole of Sunday helping there. At the end of the day there were three puny ones that needed to be fed at least twice more before bed and nursed, so I brought them home. These two, #20 and 21 were on triage. They came in with a sibling who was DOA. Both were really dehydrated and weak, the female more than the male. It has been hard to get her to even stir when I feed her. She lays in my hands as if she were asleep, but I administer milk drop by drop and watch for the little swallow in her throat. Right now I am diluting it with plain Pedialyte. The stuff in it will help revive them. Should take a day or so.


Poor skinny sweet babies. The third, #22, is a female Fox. She has one eye almost open. It's easy to forget that they are still infants because they are so much bigger and at times furrier than Grays. This little one also came in with her brother who died and has had the runs for two days. I have her on diluted milk and will feed her enough hours apart that I'm sure all the previous meal has cleared her system. Gave her a drop of medicine before taking her home that I hope will work and have her being regular within 24 hours. Once she's OK I will mix her milk with Pedialyte for a day.

Sleepy little one. She's in the small shoebox I drove her home in, laying on a dark gray rice sock that I'd heated in the microwave to keep her cozy for the ride. Squirrels like to have their noses pressing against or preferably tucked under something. With her head bent, it's not because she doesn't feel well... it's her way of pressing her nose to something as there is no fabric to push under.

As soon as both systems are normalize I will increase the milk ratio mixed with purified water to get the calorie and fat count up that they need at this critical time of growth.

My How Much You Have Grown

It's baby season again, and I brought home my first three of the year -- #17, 18, and 19.... or as they came to be known for the purposes of these posts -- Peter, Paul, and Mary.

You first saw them HERE and HERE --- and they are three weeks later, this is how far they've grown -- eyes open, tails beginning to fill out, still huddled together. Cute and curious they're well on their way. These three weren't sick when we took them in. They had just been found by someone redoing their attic. Despite a little insulation in their noses/mouths, they were easy eaters, well tempered, a breeze.



I returned them to The Center because it appears I've officially lived here long enough to get the horrible allergies associated with the city. They say if you don't have em before you live here it will only be a matter of time until you get them.

Last fall I thought I was suffering from variations of the seasonal colds and a flu that my husband brought home from the office. Since there are no squirrel babies from roughly November till February, I had a break from animal rehabbing and yet, it never cleared up. Now the Oak trees are spreading their filmy yellow-green haze on every surface. So when I brought home Peter, Paul and Mary, I really was struggling to breathe, sneezing, eyes watering...

I was so sad because squirrels had been the one animal (besides reptiles, I imagine) that I don't normally trigger my allergies, but now that I'm stirred up, it's a problem. Then my husband suggested I wear a heavy duty painting mask when I feed them. I look goofy but I do that and I change my shirt from what I'm wearing to a few shirts that I wear only when feeding, so the squirrel scent stays away from my nose. That got me by for a week, which was just long enough that they were able to go on The Center feeding schedule.

Thank goodness all I have to do is drive up the road 15 minutes to The Center to go see how they are progressing. I leave you with one more little look at one of the cuties in the trio of PP&M.... someone is VERY cute and curious.

Progress

In a matter of one week, Peter Paul and Mary's ears have come unpinned and have sprouted what will become little white tufts of oh-so-soft hair behind them. Hair on their chinny chin chins is getting longer and their bellies have gotten fuzzier. Their eyes continue to develop as two of them reacted by squeezing their still closed eyelids together when I blew on them or if I have them in bright light. They sleep and eat and really don't do much else at this stage. Soon they will be awake for parts of the day and crawling around, testing their legs.

But I did notice that in just 5 days, their bottom two teeth are now visible. Get ready for the picture (albeit blurry)...


I know. Little darlings. I have such love for these babies! Just like taking a walk under the blue sky and brilliant sunshine makes me aware that there really is something more going on in the universe than I remember when running around in daily life, when I tenderly care for these sweet little beings, well, this will tell you what I mean:

A woman approached the great Indian saint, Ramakrishna, and said:

‘I find that I do not love God. The concept does not move me.’

He asked her “Is there nothing in the world that you do love?”

And she said ‘Yes, I love my little nephew.’

Ramakrishna replied

“There He is.”

~~ Unknown ~~

PP&M

So I've been posting about three infant squirrels that I brought home Sunday. They are #17, 18 and 19 of my at home rehabs -- not supposed to name them. The feeling is, they aren't pets... They're wild, and since they will return to the wild you don't want to hamper them by imprinting your human-beingness on them too much.

(You want them to be afraid of humans, because too many of them do things like shooting them for sport or stew, running them over with their cars or feeding them things that aren't good for them. Stepping off soap box now)

However, for the sake of my stories, I shall hereby refer to these two little boys and a girl as Peter, Paul and Mary.

Here is a little movie of typical behavior. No matter that they can barely crawl, these babies have the strongest snouts! They like to push their noses under something -- a piece of fabric, a sibling's body, my neck or hair... Other behavior this shows is how they jerk while deeply asleep. We do this sometimes but these guys do it all the time. Amazing they don't wake themselves up.
(We shall not cackle that Mary is smashing her little nose past her brother's privates for a sec).

(I put my finger in there so you can judge their size)
My theory is that their little nervous systems are wired so tightly this is what happens. Just today I saw a little gray sitting in someone's driveway and he leapt straight up in the air. It wasn't because he was starting to run off somewhere. He was just sitting there, minding his own business when his body leapt straight up.

Here's an example of the little ones doing more of that. Like a little bowl of popcorn.. They look like peaceful and still - at first. One pops, then another (and that other, on the right, if you look really closely, seems to be dreaming of drinking milk... Watch her little mouth.)


Endless source of amusement!

Sleeping, Growing, Eating

In that order. Even though these three are probably about 3 1/2 weeks old, they do nothing but sleep and grow. I have to wake them up to eat and strangely, the bigger male has the least appetite. I'm experimenting with how far apart I feed this trio so they are truly hungry and yet getting enough nutrients to support the important work their little cells are doing.

Some baby animals are born fully furred, with eyes open, able to eat even solid foods. Squirrels are born as neonates --without hair, ears pinned back, eyes not yet developed... completely helpless. You'd think at this age they'd be walking around or have their eyes open, but they are clearly still developing, maybe like those other species do while still in the womb. When I watch them, they seem an awful lot like they're doing just that. They seem happiest when intertwined in a very snug, warm, soft space.

These photos are what made me think of how they must look -- and manage to all fit-- in the womb. It's hard to snap good photos of them, because they constantly jump in their sleep. I can barely get the lid of their tank up without losing the shot I saw that I wanted just seconds before. When I saw the below, all three spooning with each's arm draped around the other, it was so cute I tried to get the pic. Alas, the blanket is in the way at this angle but you get the drift.
(Notice remnant milk on the corner of the mouth!)

Within seconds the little one on the end had shifted position but look at his little legs in the second picture... crunched up and gripping the other one's haunches. Even more womb-like.

More to come.

You should be able to enlarge any of these pics by clicking on them.

Sleeping Cuties

Well, it's started again. Baby season. The Center got in several squirrels and baby ducklings, just a few possums so far (both fingers crossed there won't be as many as last year. Cute but stinky!!) and we're waiting for the boom of baby birds to hit. Three little gray squirrels came in late Sunday afternoon who were too young to stay at the center -- meaning they needed an additional feeding or two after hours. I guess someone was re-doing their attic and found a nest with them in it. *sigh* Renovations!

These three aren't sick at all like the ones I usually take. They just had some insulation I cleared out from their mouths and noses... so they are easy to feed and I don't get up 10 x a night because I'm worried about them. One's female, 54 grams, and the two males are 54 and 60 grams. I did have to separate them the first night because the bigger male started sucking on the others, which sometimes happens when they are this young. Everything is OK today though.

So while they're safe and sound --and as such, will definitely grow up and be released into the wild -- I did feel for the mother who probably came back to the nest and wondered where her babies were.

But then, I guess a mother can leave a nest and come back and find it empty thanks to a raptor raid too. Mother Nature can sometimes be as harsh as humankind.

Don't worry mama squirrel, I have your little ones.

I'm keeping them warm, well fed, and loved!

More Sleep Positions

Oh how I wish little squirrels could be kept as house pets! When I've said they provide and endless source of amusement, I'm NOT kidding. Even when they sleep they're hysterical.
Not all of these are the best quality as it's hard to shoot through the glass tank in the sun, but I encourage you to click on any photo you want to see better. It will open up and enlarge in delightful detail on a new page.
ENJOY!!!Oh, those not-so-little feet!

Their noses, always tucked under something...

And these two Fox siblings who I found crashed out in their playpen under the tail of a "mother" squirrel toy's gray tail. Both on their backs, both hips splayed, both with heads hidden. THE BEST comedy moment of Fall '09

And Rocky, my first at-home squirrel patient, sprawled out in the sun with his foot stretched out behind him. Cute cute cute.

These next two: I was amazed at how flexible they were, so much so that sleeping with their necks craned upward against the tank apparently was comfortable enough to pass out and dream their baby squirrel dreams.

Yes, there are two in that tank... those are not the legs belonging to the one up against the wall.

Ah, anything to be curled up, tucked under, somewhere soft, warm and cozy.

Did I mention they were flexible? Puts cats to shame in that department. These are two of many photos I have of them sleeping completely upside down.

It's squirrel baby season again... We've only had two sets of pinkies come into The Center so far, knock wood. As much as I love caring for them, it's my hope that they all will manage to stay in their nests, safe and sound with their mother. But if some more come in that need to be nursed at home, we may have some fresh pictures in the coming months. Stay tuned!!

Fuzzy and Fast Asleep

MUST CLICK ON THIS TO ENLARGE -- really, don't miss doing it. So furry! So red!

Just a favorite picture of the male of those last two Fox babies I took care of in fall - the ones that were so sick and so attached to each other. This one fell asleep on his back and just looked so Uh.Dor.Able that I had to preserve it on film. And I did. Brings me right back there and I wish he were still in my house right now! I miss those two immensely!