“Doubt … is an illness that comes from knowledge and leads to madness.”
- Gustave Flaubert
Happy Wednesday my dear friends, middle of the week already! Time is running away from me as usual.
As the reality of raising a baby squirrel sets in, so do doubts and questions. As cute and adorable as he is, he is not a toy and in order to live out there in the yard he has to grow and learn a lot of things. Things that I can only hope to be able to teach him. The best of course would be to reunite him with his momma, and I am trying, but it's not looking so good. I think the nest he was in got destroyed by the crows because I have not seen any movement on that tree since.
In order to get released back he's going to have to be able to chew, crack open the nuts, and be strong enough to jump. He's going to have to learn to jump. That doesn't seem like much but for him it is, and unfortunately I'm not a squirrel and I can't teach him everything he needs to learn.
All I can do is take it one day at a time and see how it goes. Today I gave him some local twigs with young leaves in addition to the avocado and the water. I was happy to see that he took an interest in the twig and tried to chew on it. Squirrels supposed to chew on things... a lot. Get these teeth sharp Nibble!
Later this week if he is still with us, I'll get him some nuts. He's going to have to learn to chew on those sometime soon.