Orphan 1 – Cindy

A few weeks back a friend of our came to the farm to cut some firewood. These trees are dead from the gypsy moth infestation we had about four or five years ago. Most all are hardwoods and beautiful oak timber at one time. Most are very large and we had hope to get some oak lumber from the stand. When this one big oak was sawed we hoped to get at least two or three 10 foot logs from them but when felled, we found out they were hollow. Eddie had gone out to help in the sawing to make sure the logs were cut to the lengths we needed but when it fell he found out it was hollow. While standing around talking Eddie heard familiar squealing which he knew was squirrels. On some investigation he found two baby gray squirrels in a busted up nest and mama squirrel had made her home but was now dead. Eddie put the babes in his hat and brought them home to the country girl to see what she could do for them.

Boy and girl squirrels

Boy and girl squirrels

For two days I fed and bathed these little darlings trying to keep them alive.  About two hours after the first two arrived Mr. Tucker showed up with a third one which was a lot smaller he found crawling on the ground where he was splitting the wood and stepped on her.  What a horrible trauma for three little orphans to endure.

Apparently the first two had some injuries that took their life within 36 hours.  The runt however is very alive and well.  We have named her Cindy and she is an absolute joy.

Cindy taking her bottle.

Cindy taking her bottle.

She is eating out of a babydoll bottle and her milk is evaporated milk.  She was  drinking about 1 tablespoon of lukewarm milk every four hours when we first adopted her.  She had full body hair and her eyes were open but I could tell she didn’t have full vision yet.  We’ve enjoyed so much watching her grow and the family has as well.

I started her living quarters in an old sewing basket with a couple soft, very thin wash cloths in it.

Baby Cindy's first house.

Baby Cindy’s first house.

In about a week we couldn’t keep her in it and had to make other arrangements.  I had a huge birdcage that I used when I several parakeets and it seemed the perfect home so I could keep track of this mischievous scamp.

Cindy in her new home.  We found a hollow tree and cut it short, filled it with flannel pieces of cloth and this is where she hides when strangers come to visit or she just doesn't want to be bothered.

Cindy in her new home. We found a hollow tree and cut it short, filled it with flannel pieces of cloth and this is where she hides when strangers come to visit or she just doesn’t want to be bothered.

Her sewing basket is in the bottom section of the bird cage and she hoards nuts and dried fruit in it.

Her sewing basket is in the bottom section of the bird-cage and she hoards nuts and dried fruit in it.

She's always smelling my hands to make sure I haven't held someone else.  I always wash my hands good with Dove soap before handling and this is the scent she knows is Mom!

She’s always smelling my hands to make sure I haven’t held someone else. I always wash my hands good with Dove soap before handling and this is the scent she knows is Mom!

Loves that bottle of warm milk.

Loves that bottle of warm milk.

She likes stretching out too when she's eating.

She likes stretching out too when she’s eating.

She climbs all over me.

She climbs all over me.

Her "lookout" pose!

Her “lookout” pose!

She likes being wrapped up in a wash cloth after eating.  This is usually when I bathe her.

She likes being wrapped up in a wash cloth after eating. This is usually when I bathe her.

What's down there???

What’s down there???

She likes scampering around in the living room floor usually chasing after Sassy.

She likes scampering around in the living room floor usually chasing after Sassy.

 

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