Rocky the Raccoon
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In May 2007, I was out getting our garden ready, when to my surprise, a little raccoon was half-way down the large maple tree next to my garden. For six hours, this little guy was crying and going up and down trying to figure out if he should go back up to his hole or come down to be with me. I was hoping his mother would retrieve him, but this never happened.
Later, my husband came home from work and I shared with him that there was a little coon on the maple tree. My husband and I went out to this tree and to my astonishment, he cried out to this little coon. "Rocky, come down here!" he called like he would to a pet dog. To my greater astonishment, this little coon come running down the tree and ran up my husband's pants!
"What do we do now?" my husband asked.Date Published: April 13, 2012Date Updated: April 30, 2012
Keep him alive
Let me say, emphatically, that wildlife belongs in the wild. Too many people try to turn wild creatures into pets, which is wrong. It usually doesn't work for the human family or the wildlife. My only goal was to keep this little guy alive until he could be on his own. He was very little, so I gave him bottled goats' milk, and in two weeks he found a new "cave" in a box where he slept.Date Published: April 13, 2012Date Updated: April 30, 2012
Rocky and Foxy
Less than two weeks later, we found a little girl coon at the bottom of the other maple tree next to our home. We named her Foxy. Rocky now had a play mate. I can't explain it, but I believe some how, even nature gives family to those who have lost their own.Date Published: April 13, 2012Date Updated: April 30, 2012
Climbing and fishing
Like all new mothers, I was worried about them and didn't know if I needed to teach them how to hunt and climb trees. So we spent weeks learning to climb the maple trees and hunting for minnows. I found out that Rocky needed no help from a novice fisherman like me.Date Published: April 13, 2012Date Updated: April 30, 2012
Home sweet home
As summer grew, so did our Rocky and Foxy. Behind our home is a pile of rocks that they began living in.Date Published: April 13, 2012Date Updated: April 30, 2012
Their new life
By Labor Day, Rocky and Foxy were now fully adapted to their life in their woods. Each night they came up for a cookie and allowed us to pet them. By spring, 2008 Foxy had her own family and chose the maple tree closest to our home.
We will always remember the enchanted "Rocky Summer."Date Published: April 13, 2012Date Updated: April 30, 2012
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