Today was a busy day! I spent the afternoon at the Maritime Tattoo Festival, and after I came home, spent an hour mowing the grass.
Then had to make a quick run to the store to get milk/juice; I'd no sooner returned home and gotten inside the door when my doorbell rang.
Two men from the neighbourhood had brought me a baby raccoon in a bucket to save, knowing that I "work for the SPCA"; I told them I don't work for them, but I do take part in various fundraising events.
They said they found the baby amongst some garbage and were fearful that she was suffucating. With no mom in sight, they decided to remove her and get her some help, bringing her to me. They weren't prepared to go further with this little baby, so I took her off their hands and took the drive into the Metro Animal Emergency clinic in Dartmouth.
She was crying and I couldn't bear for her to lay in the bottom of a cold bucket, so I grabbed the fleece blanket from the back seat, picked her up, wrapped her in it and cradled her in my arms on the drive. She fell silent so fast that I thought she had died, but really, she was probably cold and hungry; the blanket and snuggle hopefully gave her a little relief.
Once we arrived at the hospital, I filled out the paperwork to turn her over to Hope for Wildlife. I was told that they currently have in the neighbourhood of 200 raccoon babies this year. Hopefully they have room for one more!