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Suki the Magnificent

August 12, 2012 by PJ. Garner

 “…I began, like Lazarus, the impossible return.”
(Whittaker Chambers)
 

How I mourned the disappearance of Suki the Magnificent.  The only one of his foster litter who hung around after release, the one who quickly learned from my late, beloved Eleanor the carefully-guarded secrets of successful windowsill begging, he was truly a character [Read more…]

Filed Under: Rehab Stories Tagged With: animals, squirrel, squirrels, wildlife, wildlife rehabilitation

A Tiny Nightmare

July 28, 2012 by PJ. Garner

Truly, the introduction of the Norway rat to North America has to rank right up there as one of the nastiest things Man has ever done.  They continue to be a scourge in the ‘hood and earlier this week I had to face their inherent cruelty unexpectedly and head-on.

Though we have no cages out back any more and the dog of one of our next-door neighbors has turned out to be quite a ratter, they still wander back and forth across our [Read more…]

Filed Under: Rehab Stories Tagged With: cruelty, faith, Norway rat

Perry

February 19, 2012 by PJ. Garner

“He whose house is burning
Thinks all the world’s aglow;
His neighbor, eating dinner,
May never even know.

And when my heart was shattered
And in pieces on the ground,
I thought my world had ended;
You didn’t hear a sound.”
(Mary Jeans Terrell)

I sit here with a heavy, aching heart; crying tears for another sweet, furry soul who was [Read more…]

Filed Under: Rehab Stories Tagged With: animals, squirrel, squirrels, wildlife, wildlife rehabilitation

Op/Ed: Managing CWD In Michigan

December 25, 2011 by PJ. Garner

On August 25, 2008, the Michigan departments of Agriculture (MDA) and Natural Resources (DNR) issued a press release confirming the state’s first case of Chronic Wasting Disease (CWD) in a 3-year old white-tailed deer from a privately owned cervid facility (“deer farm”) in Kent County.

Initial statements published by the Michigan Department of Natural Resources about the finding of CWD in Michigan, as part of the surveillance and response plan developed in 2002, noted that:  “…all transport of live wild deer, elk and moose will be prohibited statewide, including transport for rehabilitation purposes.  Currently, there is no live animal test for CWD, and infected animals often show no signs of illness for years in spite of being infectious for other animals.  Movement for rehabilitation purposes may speed geographic spread of the disease.”

This became an interim order by the Director, issued on August 29, 2008 and prohibiting the possession and rehabilitation of wild deer and is under consideration by the Michigan Natural Resources Commission as a permanent amendment to the state’s Wildlife Conservation Orders.

While the seriousness of this disease absolutely cannot be ignored, it is the opinion of experienced wildlife rehabilitators here in Michigan, as well as our counterparts in other states, that flat-out prohibiting the rehabilitation of deer is not a realistic, long-term solution.  In the same manner that bans against the rehabilitation of raccoons keep sick raccoons in the hands of the well-meaning but uneducated public and thereby creates a greater health risk for everyone, and the part this played in the spread of raccoon rabies faster than it would have occurred naturally due to inappropriate care and release practices, fawns in particular will now remain in the hands of far too many finders who have either no knowledge of or will willfully disregard the potential damage of CWD or other serious diseases such as Epizootic Hemorrhagic Disease and the need for its proper containment.

There must also be consideration given to the resulting tragedy of habituation, which then increases the chances that those released will, through no fault of their own, grow up to become nuisances.  And it’s not just a matter of Bambi eating the azaleas, but an increase in deer-car accidents, injuries to and the deaths of clueless deer by domestic dogs, and injuries to humans by, for example, fearless adult bucks during the rut who see humans as competition instead of predator.

We feel that the most sensible solution is to institute wildlife and wildlife rehabilitation regulations similar to those now in place to control the possible introduction of raccoon rabies, and similar to the regulations in other states where the problem of CWD has existed for some time.  This means allowing those who now rehabilitate fawns to continue to do so but with the added caveat that, recognizing that there is a shortage of wildlife rehabilitators in certain areas of the state, they can only take in fawns from within a specific, designated area and must in turn release those fawns within that same designated area.  Require that all deaths be submitted for CWD testing and, if a test returns positive, implement the same procedures used to regulate privately-owned cervid facilities.

There is already an enormous outcry being heard from the hunting community on the deer-baiting ban, and though in the opinion of many ethical hunters this an extremely unsportsmanlike activity, it is, nevertheless, seen as a means of livelihood for many in the popular hunting regions of the state.  Therefore this ban alone will be difficult to properly enforce, but is in reality a regulation that requires greater focus by law enforcement since it most effectively minimizes the risk of transmitting CWD by eliminating the congregating of large numbers of deer, in stark contrast to the small numbers handled by wildlife rehabilitators in a controlled setting, but small numbers that nevertheless create a positive perception of the state’s wildlife management efforts on the part of the general public, whether they are hunters or not.

I believe it is important to keep in mind that CWD was found in a private facility.  In my mind, and in the minds of many with whom I’ve discussed this issue, it begs the question of how CWD arrived there in the first place, and demonstrates a serious need for greater oversight of those who insist on keeping wildlife in captivity as a for-profit endeavor.  Particularly those who feel the need to keep captive species whose natural history and biology put our native, wild-living and domestic species, as well as the human population, at greater risk for these types of serious health issues.

Education must be the highest priority.  Education of the hunting community through licensing requirements and hunting permit issuance; in particular for out-of-state hunters.
Along with hunter education on the seriousness of this matter, the monitoring of hunter behavior needs to be increased.  Reports of dumping carcasses en masse must be investigated and appropriate action taken to avoid the possibility of negligent environmental contamination.  Based on simple numbers, the behavior of unethical hunters poses a FAR larger risk than the efforts of wildlife rehabilitators, whose position is to work as partners with the DNR as stewards of our natural resources.

Last, I recommend that the State of Michigan actively support, however possible, the continuation of further research into the live test for CWD in elk developed by the Colorado Department of Agriculture’s Animal and Plant Inspection Service and Colorado State University Diagnostic Laboratory to extend those findings to deer and moose.

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A Long Haul

November 26, 2011 by PJ. Garner

It has been some time since I have had both time and heart to write a piece for this site.  Losing my heart-sister so suddenly last spring was a deep, shattering break that bears far too much resemblance to losing Sunny so although thoughts have tumbled and sometimes whispered urgently to be shared, they have been more often been swept away on the blurring winds of change.

Nonda’s passing was but the first of the dreaded deaths that inevitably come in threes.  No sooner had we said our farewells and begun to try and pick up the scattered pieces of lives so irrevocably changed than my cat, a big coal-black beast with golden eyes who would be the last of his kind here and who had been my steadfast companion for the vast majority of his 16 years, was diagnosed with chronic renal failure and, wanting no part of the supportive care that can comfortably buy more time, took his leave of us a mere two weeks later.  It was bloody hard to say goodbye and I still miss him at my feet each night when I go to bed.  If he didn’t beat me to it, I would always call for him and he would answer with his distinctive meow as he trotted into the bedroom, finishing with a sharp “Prrrup!” as he jumped up.  He would come up close to where I sit in bed reading briefly before sleep for some petting and to groom me in return, then head to the foot of the bed and hunker down until morning.  While I never trust cats around wildlife, Gandalf took the ever-changing parade of fur in stride and essentially ignored all of them.  Only feathers would cause him to stare and so the rare bird was always locked away securely; though to his credit he never tried to sneak into the room while they were here.

There was small comfort that Gandalf had both lived to a decent old age and that we were able to allow him to die here at home; wrapped in one of my bathrobes and laying on the bed he so dearly loved.  For such passings are part and parcel of that circle of life and so as the days passed his things were cleaned up and put away and the change in the daily routine became the daily routine.

It wouldn’t last long, though. 

Barely 3 weeks later we said a rather unexpected goodbye to Franklin T. Squirrel.   Born with congential MBD (metabolic bone disease), almost eight years with him would be a book of stories unto itself.  Suffice it to say that after Sunny died, Franklin stepped into the role of primary “house squirrel” and was therefore often underfoot and more often doing his damndest to get into trouble.  Fortunately, because he had gradually lost his incisors due to the MBD, he couldn’t chew on anything so was able to roam pretty much at will and his favorite trouble was to torment the other squirrels by climbing on their cages.  This particular habit eventually cost him several toenails and almost half his tail since the other squirrels still have all their teeth and don’t cotton to such demonstrations of self-perceived superiority; even from a stodgy, harmless, toothless old cousin.

 Normally rather quiet and sedate by nature, Franklin would set himself up with a “nest” of sorts in various places and spend the vast majority of his time sprawled in it.  His most favored location, the one to which he returned time and time again, was behind the coffeemaker on the kitchen counter.  It took me a shamefully long time before I figured out that a small USPS Priority box and a fleece blanket set there would save us from replacing the roll of paper towels every few days.  After Franklin died I had him cremated and when the small box with his ashes arrived I just did not have the heart to put him with the others right then; instead I put him back in his old spot behind the coffeemaker so he may continue to guard it in spirit for a while longer.

 There have been other passings here as well since then; the saddest being the eyes-just-opened baby fox squirrel who was needlessly but effectively drowned by its finders with bowls of cow’s milk in between sessions of being passed around by the kids like some live Beanie Baby earlier this fall.  Not only starving, she was horribly frightened and wickedly sick with pneumonia; I started her on medication and proper formula but real help had come for her too late.  All I could do was sit with her and hold her close until she died; near the end, coming as the most heartbreaking of gifts, she finally relaxed and started to tick the fox squirrel’s “mommy song”. 

It was as if the tears would never end.

Filed Under: Rehab Stories Tagged With: animals, squirrel, squirrels, wildlife, wildlife rehabilitation

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