Continuing wildlife calls come from all over the country through the
hotline number: 877-WILDHELP. Sometimes
we can talk people through the situation, other times we find a
rehabilitator in their area.
While finalizing this newsletter, the Wildlife Watch hotline brought
a call from for help from a SUNY New Paltz student, Sheryl.
One of many
geese who live at the many ponds on campus was having a hard time
moving. Despite Sheryl’s attempts not to fall into the water, she
tumbled down the steep embankment and once in the water it was a piece
of cake to get the goose.
She then had to contend with her unhappy
patient and his family who didn’t want him to leave (even though he was quite ill). She even gave up her sheet to cover him up.
Sheryl is a hero
to us. I told her I’d return the sheet to her, but she said, “Don’t
worry, I have others.” Our job was easy, we drove the goose to the
Newburgh Animal Hospital where they take wildlife and hire wildlife rehabilitators!
Suggest that your vet hire wildlife rehabilitators!
The same day the Wildlife Watch hotline also helped a nest of
squirrels waiting for their Mom who’d been hit by
a car two days before!
If not for the little squirrel that fell out of
his nest and was found by Jean Barker, no one would have known they were
there 30 feet up in a tree.
Their “chirps” were getting weaker, Jean
said.
The Lawless Tree Service in Saugerties was more than willing to
get a cherry picker over to the tree, but in trying to coordinate, their
cell phone was out of range. The Rip Van Winkle Campground then came to
the rescue and sent someone over with a 40’ ladder.
The babies were then
delivered safely to two rehabbers waiting on the ground below to rush
them to the rehabilitation center for hydration. Kudos to Denise Edelson
of the Holly Edelson Wildlife Sanctuary, Joanne of Ravensbeard
www.ravensbeard.org, and the
Rip Van Winkle Campground.
Wildlife Watch was called to a house in a wooded area where the
resident heard fawn bleats coming from a wooded area near his home.
Since the bleats were continuing for hours we had to assume that the
mother was not returning.
Tracking the location of the fawn bleats, a fawn was found and moved
to an enclosure in his yard. Since the bleats continued to come from the
woods, we all realized we were dealing with twins. The fawn in the
enclosure and his sibling in the woods continued to duet back and forth
enabling the second fawn to be found.
After a good dose of goat’s milk and a good night’s sleep they went
off to the only deer rehabilitators for miles: the Bells.
All the neighbors and their children participated in helping the
little
fawns to survive.
Anne deals with essential input
..and output
