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I mention this because while I was sitting outside feeding the raccoons because it's been such a GORGEOUS day (and I feel caged in and kinda guilty about sitting here at the keyboard and I won't be able to go outside for awhile because I've got to start on dinner now after this) and while I was sitting there I was being hit with a literal shower of keys. Keys, meaning those dry maple seeds that are flying off the maple trees. The ones that spin around like helicopter blades, the ones that I used to play with as a kid gathering up whole handfuls of them from the ground and tossing them up in the air over my head to wonder in their whirly-twirly motion as they came down again.
I've also been down with "something" the last three or four days. I'm not sure what it is. In the back of my mind is lurking, "It's something I caught from the raccoons" which other people would probably be quick to say, but I really don't think it's from them. This wasn't a "something" that I could put my finger on concretely and say, "Ah, ha, that's what it is." And it was compounded by the fact of rainy weather coming in for several days so my symptoms were confusing. Was it just weather aches? But weather aches don't put me to bed wanting to sleep all day. So, I don't know just what it was, and I say "was" loosely because today I'm feeling like the "something" is creeping away slowly. I've been achey all over, feeling tortured in all my joints when I move, and have been very, very tired needing to lie in bed reading or watching TV. And then, invariably, I'll fall asleep from reading or watching. I haven't wanted to nap today so I think I'm on the mend. I should be feeling lots better tomorrow if this trend continues. Then I can write about letting the bunnies go. |
This was a very nature kind of thing to be doing while I was sitting out there trying to nourish three wild and rambly creatures of nature. The biggest one is a greedy thing. She latches onto that nipple like she's never had a meal before and sucks it down like a trooper. I've dubbed her Miss Piggy, naturally. The other two...sigh...are fighting me on this nipple thing. I was told to use the regular-sized baby bottle nipples but someone on a raccoon e-mail group that I just found this morning said they probably need the preemie nipples yet. It's sure worth a try because Roly and Poly are sure fighting those bigger ones. They are hungry but they tease it to death wearing me out in the meantime. Some feedings they latch onto it like a leech to bare skin; others they nose around it hungrily, suck a bit, then tongue it out of their mouth, then root around for it again only to reject it again. Sigh.
So I latched onto an e-mail group this morning so that I could get a broader scope of information about how to help these little gals out more. My rehabbing contact here said to put them on a dish just like that since they weren't liking the nipples. She said raccoons are the most opinionated animals. I tried that but all they did was get a snootful up their nose which isn't good for them because if they get the milk down in their lungs they can get pneumonia. So, I will fight the bottle battle as long as I can. I tried an oral syringe but that little girl, Poly, is just too sly for it. It's hard to get a good picture of these gals because they are constantly squirming around.