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';What are you going to do with all these babies now?' Trish Ann Konieczny didn't always dream of being a wildlife rehabilitator, but that changed as soon as four orphaned raccoons fell out of a tree, into her yard and into her heart. Since the Raccoon Gang first dropped in, her life has been energized by a passion to share God's love for all creatures by rescuing birds and beasts alike. Now Trish shares her most unique encounters with her needy new friends and how they've each provided a window into the animal kingdom God has created for us to care for and enjoy. You'll find enchanting stories from her time at Lion's Den Rehab, like those of Spark: an abandoned baby squirrel nursed back to health and eventual freedomGeorge: a homely, headstrong pigeon who loved rehab so much he wouldn't leaveBunny: an adorable but high-risk rescue rabbit determined to survive and thrive Filled with heartwarming antics and up close looks at life in animal rescue, this book will delight every lover of furry and feathered babiesand reveal incredible insights into our relationship with God's magnificent creation.

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Publié par	Harvest House Publishers
Date de parution	08 février 2022
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9780736984188
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	1 Mo

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TEN PEAKS PRESS
EUGENE, OREGON
Bible translations quoted in this book can be found at end of the book.
Published in association with Books Such Literary Management, 52 Mission Circle, Suite 122, PMB 170, Santa Rosa, CA 95409-5370, www.booksandsuch.com .
Cover design by Faceout Studio, Tim Green
Cover photo Eric Isselee, Mrs_ya / Shutterstock
Interior designer Rockwell Davis
Photos Trish Ann Konieczny
Photo editor Dawn Konieczny
Back cover photo 2021 Mickey and Stacy Agee
Illustrations Lydia Charboneau 2021 Trish Ann Konieczny
Names and minor details have been changed in the real-life stories shared in this book to protect the privacy of the individuals mentioned.
Information on zoonotic diseases and the risks associated with handling wildlife given in these pages is general in nature. This information is not professional medical counsel and should not be viewed as such. Neither the author nor the publisher assumes any liability for possible adverse consequences as a result of the information contained herein.
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Raccoon Gangs, Pigeons Gone Bad, and Other Animal Adventures
Copyright 2022 by Trish Ann Konieczny
Published by Ten Peaks Press, an imprint of Harvest House Publishers
Eugene, Oregon 97408
ISBN 978-0-7369-8417-1 (pbk)
ISBN 978-0-7369-8418-8 (eBook)
Library of Congress Control Number: 2021937930
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DEDICATION
To the Lion of Judah, in whose care every creature resides, particularly here in the Lion s Den.
For all the animals of the forest are mine [says the Lord], and I own the cattle on a thousand hills. I know every bird on the mountains, and all the animals of the field are mine.
P SALM 50:10-11
CONTENTS
Dedication
1. A Cry in the Night
2. Toddler Tornadoes
3. Going Rounds with the Gang
4. The Ringtail Gang Parties On
5. Just the Beginning
6. The Spark of Life
7. Spark Finds a Family
8. Pigeon Gone Bad
9. Flying in Under the Radar
10. Crazy Calls About Critters
11. Cameo Shots and Comical Logs
12. Going Down a Rabbit Trail
13. The Difficult Days
14. A Single Ringtail Tale
15. Because He Cares, We Care
Appendix: Favorite Animal Verses
Acknowledgments
About the Author
Bible Translations Used
1
A CRY IN THE NIGHT
You called out in distress, and I rescued you.
P SALM 81:7 HCSB

S omething s crying outside, and it won t stop! my husband, Michael, lamented late one evening. I keep hearing it again and again. We ought to go out and find it.
So he did. A tiny raccoon kit with its eyes not yet open was letting us know it was not happy! Apparently, it had fallen quite some distance out of the monster cottonwood tree not far from our bedroom window, and its momma had not been down or around to rescue it yet. True to form, and because I m supposedly the animal nut, Michael hauled this kit into the house and said to me, What are you going to do with it?
All curled up in the bottom of a five-gallon bucket, the little raccoon was emitting a noise that was echoing alarmingly around our heads. Anything to stop that screeching , I thought to myself. Let s call a wildlife rehabilitator to find out what we should do with it, I said aloud.
We found a number online for someone who rescued wildlife in our county and gave her a call.
Reunite it with its mother; that s the best thing for it, she said. And here s how
She gave us detailed instructions that involved putting the kit outside in a loosely covered container under the tree so its mother could retrieve it during the night. She said trying to reunite babies with mothers that way often worked well, and she was quite sure this small ringtail would be safely back in its raccoon family fold by morning.
We followed her instructions to the letter and went to bed. Figuring we d done the best we could, I didn t think much more about it and drifted off to sleep. But Michael is a lighter sleeper than I am. Even the vibrating of our phones-the vibrating, mind you, not the ringing-can wake him out of a sound sleep. And the wild things around our neck of the woods make a lot of nighttime noise. An owl is always hooting, coyotes are howling, or some late-night critter is squeaking outside the window. So my husband is awakened a lot.
This particular night, however, Michael found one sound even more distracting than all the rest. About 5:30 in the morning, bleary-eyed, he nudged me. I didn t sleep much at all. That raccoon baby is still crying! It s been crying all night! I m going out to take a look.
That s when he discovered that it was raining raccoons. Or technically, it was raining raccoon kits. Down in the brush beneath the old cottonwood, he kept finding tiny raccoons, one after the other, each squirming around desperately in search of its mother. After several minutes of wading through the underbrush, he had come upon four of them.
Again he brought the tiny raccoons into the house, all curled up in the bottom of the bucket, and asked me, true to form, What are you going to do with all these babies now?
If you ve never heard a baby raccoon screeching, you ve missed out on one of life s most pitiable experiences, not to mention one of life s loudest distractions. (Count your blessings.) One baby screeching last night was pitiful enough, but four is unbearable! I thought to myself. We ll have to call the wildlife rehabilitator back to see what to do next, I said aloud.
I went into another room, hoping to be able to hear myself think, and got on the phone. I m calling to give you a report on the raccoon kit from last night. We did exactly as you said and put it out in a loosely covered container so its mother could retrieve it during the night. She never came for it, and now three more babies have rained down from the tree. There are four in all, and one seems quite weak.
That s not good! she said. They re probably dehydrated. If Momma had been there during the night, they d have full bellies and be content. They wouldn t have been crawling around last night and falling out of the den. They were trying to find her, but apparently she has disappeared. You d better bring them in to me.
So these four loud little fuzzy heads and I got into the car and traveled 45 minutes to the rehabber s house. Thankfully, the kits were mostly quiet on the way, either lulled to sleep or terrified by the car s noise and motion. It had been a long night for us all, and I was looking forward to getting the poor little things into the hands of an expert and traveling back to my own nest in peace.
Do or Die
Oh my, yes, they re very dehydrated, this rehabilitation expert said, weighing and examining the tiny ring-tailed orphans on our arrival. I don t know where their momma is, but these little ones have not been fed in quite a while. Why don t you help me get some electrolytes into them?
Great! I d love to! I didn t get to handle wildlife babies every day, and these baby raccoons were hugely appealing-at least when they weren t screeching.
The rehabber mixed up electrolyte bottles and showed me what to do. We each took a couple of babies and got some rehydrating liquid into their stomachs. In the process, I quizzed her about the work she did with wildlife. I saw a pail labeled raccoon formula sitting nearby and asked her the obvious question: Where on earth do you get raccoon formula?
Oh, a lot of rehabilitators use wildlife milk formulas like this one from companies that specialize in making them. This formula is especially good. It s a milk replacer you can use from day one with tiny raccoons, and they do really well on it. I can buy good species-specific formulas for all the babies we get in. The protein and fat content of the mother s milk is different for every animal, and orphan wildlife babies do much better if they re given exactly the right formula for their species. You can try raising them on kitten milk replacer or puppy milk replacer, but those can end up causing a host of problems in the long run.
Who knew such a thing as raccoon formula and squirrel formula and fox formula and opossum formula existed? I certainly didn t-yet she had it all.
This formula isn t cheap! she went on. Raccoon milk powder is 12 dollars a pound, and a pound doesn t last long at all with a litter of four. But it s worth it.
Now that these four babies have something filling their tiny little tummies, what happens next with them? I asked.
Let me show you something, the rehabber said. She led me into another room that contained five good-sized wire dog crates. Each crate contained a single raccoon kit roving around inside it. Each kit was climbing up the side of its crate and grabbing things or rolling around and play-biting stuffed animals. Between the five of them in those individual crates, they were raising a ruckus that filled the whole room. They were bigger and more mobile than the babies I had brought in, but were still quite small.
Why are they all separated? I asked.
Raccoons can carry distemper, among other things. It s highly contagious and deadly to t