24 May 2012

I Saved A Baby Squirrel, Sort Of


Two days ago my daughter ran over a squirrel and she felt horrible about it. The incident reminded me of a time where I saved a baby squirrel. Well, sort of.

It was a cold and rainy day. Just kidding.  Remember; never start a story with a weather report.

First, I have to introduce my tabby cat, Precious. She was a rescue from the Leon County Humane Society about eleven years ago. She enjoys her independence, coming and going as she pleases. Sometimes I wonder if she's not truly evil.

I came home from work one day and discovered a baby squirrel on my front porch. It had two small puncture wounds on the back of its neck. When I heard a tiny peep, I froze. It was still alive. The poor squirrel's hind legs kicked a couple of times. The poor thing's eyes weren't even open yet.

I could hardly breathe for fear I'd signal a “call to action” by the illustrious feline sitting on the porch next to it. I must have forgotten to let her in before I left for work. Either way, she sat there, watching me, tail swishing back and forth.

It was at that time I decided I would rescue the baby squirrel and with what I felt was a menacing scowl, I hissed at Precious. Her agitation evident in the swishing of her tail, she stood at attention. The hissing didn't work, so I jumped forward in a quick motion with one foot stomping down in front of her. She reared back and scampered off.

I wrapped the baby squirrel up in some cheese cloth and immediately called my husband. After fifteen minutes of howling into the phone, I said, "Just hurry home, we have to take it to the vet."

"You have got to be kidding."

"No, get home right away."

I held the squirrel all the way to the St. Francis Wildlife Association (the vet was closed). I rushed the animal into the reception area and explained to the young lady what had happened.

She gave me a form to fill out and while I was filling out the form, I allowed her to take my bundled critter. When she peeled back the cloth to have a look, I was overwhelmed with pride to see it was still alive. I knew I'd done the right thing.

"Ma'am, this is a rat."

I looked up, obviously surprised.

"But it's okay," she said. "It's not a problem."

The thing is, it IS a problem. You see, at every gathering, at every barbeque, at every social event you might conceive a great platform for introducing a story of stupidity, my husband takes the opportunity to share this experience with anyone who is willing to listen. Therefore, I am posting it as a blog entry and sharing with the world so he doesn't feel the need to regurgitate it, yet again, this Memorial Day weekend.


35 comments:

  1. ROFLOL! OMG!I could use a cat like that!
    Great story and maybe your husband can just print it out or send a kindle copy to all your acquaintances!

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    1. Oh, I'm sure tomorrow at work, he'll be emailing a link to everyone. :D

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  2. I don't mean to laugh, but I can't help it. This is too funny! I love it. :)

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  3. So funny! Squirrel, rat, they're all the same! ;)

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  4. That's what I say. They're both rodents, one's just cuter than the other. lol

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  5. (I don't know what just happened to my last comment...but...)

    Ha ha ha ha!!! Have you ever seen that Seinfeld episode where George runs over the squirrel?? Hee Hee...hey did the rat ever live?

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    1. I doubt the rat lived, Nicole. But, my husband always teases me that they probably had a starving snake they were nursing back to health and I was a godsend. :\

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  6. This reminds me of the time when my siblings saved a baby bird who dropped from a tree--except it was a baby bird.

    Still, awkward yet amusing story.

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    1. Haha, thanks! I once found a bird "egg" in a robin's nest and I wanted to hatch it. I think I put it in my top drawer and forgot about it.

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    2. I think I remember that!!

      -Sis

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  7. I'm guessing the cat was all like, "Crazy lady, I'm just doing my job. Suit yourself!"

    And is she a Maine Coon by any chance?

    :D

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    1. I don't know what a Maine Coon is, but if they have anything to do with evil, then Precious is a Maine Coon.

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    2. Spurt! Whaaa! Main Coons are 1) BIG! 2) Floofy! 3) Hardy! 4) Not evil at all (okay the rate a 1.5 in the Evil Kat Overlord meter, which is like the "dainty" on the scale) and 5) Have a sort of M on the forehead (for Maine of course).

      Here is a link:

      http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maine_Coon

      Mrs. Norris is a Main Coon, but she just played the part of evil cat.

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    3. OMG, my cat is a Maine Coon! lol I will check her forehead when I get home, but I'm pretty sure there is distinct markings there.

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  8. This is a really great story. I really like your blog.

    www.modernworld4.blogspot.com

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  9. Oh mylanta! Don't feel too bad--this is very reminiscent of many a Randi story! In fact, after the tornado we had last year I saw something high up in a 60-70ft. oak tree. I'm screaming, "It's a baby bear! A baby bear's stuck up there!" The entire neighborhood believes me and freaks out. One of my neighbors, a photographer, even uses the zoom feature on his camera to check the thing out and see if it was ok.

    "Randi," he says. "That's a raccoon."

    A couple of hours later the stupid thing found its own way down! So, yeah-- I hear ya on this one, sister!

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    1. Weasels, ferrets, chickens and ducks...oh my! :D

      Til this day, I still get confused between ducks and chickens. And...here's a conversation once had between me and my sister.

      Me: I always wondered if it was the brown cows that made chocolate milk and are they the same cows that lay brown eggs.

      My sister: Diane, cows don't lay eggs!

      NOTE: That's what happens when I think out loud. So, if anyone ever wondered why I write - Therapy, to get my thoughts out on paper (or some other surface where I can see them) so I may correct them right away.

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    2. I love your writing/style of communication, Diane. I can only assume you have one awesome personality!

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    3. LOL. Thanks randi. My kindergarten teacher wrote on the back of my report card, "Diane has a sense of humor beyond her years."

      It sort of grew on me. :D

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  10. OMFG! You're joking right!!!

    -Sis

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    1. No! It's sort of like the, "Look at the miracle of God. All those trees grew in a straight line!" lol

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    2. Yep! Just like that!

      -Sis

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  11. It's nice to know that there are people who are kind to animals. I witnessed the complete opposite of this event the other day, which made me a bit upset. I won't describe what happened, but I was basically animal cruelty.

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    1. I've heard stories of cruelty toward animals and I can't understand the heart of a person who could harm any living thing, especially a defenseless animal. GAH!

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  12. I think you did the right thing saving the baby squirrel that turned out to be a rat.

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    1. Best part is I won't have nightmares that I didn't do the right thing. :)

      You just gave me an idea for my next blog entry. What COULD have happened had I not saved that squirrel. Actually, the rat.

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  13. Oh, that's priceless! Thanks for posting it, Diane!

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    1. Thank you, William. Feel free to share it! The folks at St. Francis Wildlife Association were very professional and kind. :)

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  14. Love this story! After having many cats in my lifetime I've seen my fair share of tragedies on the front step and had to jump into action to save those still fighting. Thanks for sharing!

    By the way, I think your kitty is a Norwegian Forest Cat (we had one and they are amazing hunters...and definitely mostly evil).

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    1. Thanks Lauren! I think she's evil. Woke up once and she was sitting on my chest, her eyes were staring into mine like she was casting a spell. :O

      Freaky!

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  15. Great story. I didn't see that coming. I think all cats are evil. Our cat killed our two of our pet lizards and our goldfish. He probably would have killed our bird but his cage was hanging from the ceiling and the cat couldn't jump that high.

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  16. I think cats are naturally evil, almost like they wait for an opportunity to do an evil and then they pounce on it. :D

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