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Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Joey the chipmunk came to me in 2009 in the early spring when chippies first venture from their moms.
My dog Skye saw her in the driveway and I saw this stand off between them. I walked towards the little baby thinking at first it was a little frog. I couldn't see her well from a distance. As I approached she moved and Skye picked her up in her mouth and shook her a little and then dropped her from about 1 and a half feet up. Joey's leg was hurt badly and she dragged herself around the side of the garage while I put Skye in the house.
I went to the garage and found her hiding in the leaves and picked her up and put her in a box outside while I gardened, hoping the mom would show up and find her baby. I figured the baby was only about 5 weeks old judging by the size and the amount of fur on the little ones body.
Long story short, Mom never showed up, but a big hungry hawk did. So for the next couple of hours I researched Chipmunks on the web, found out I needed to get puppy formula and raced to the vet's office to buy some.
Joey stayed in the bathroom while I nursed her back to health. Every 3 hours for 4 weeks, I woke up and fed her her puppy formula from an eyedropper. I had to be careful not to choke her. She was delicate but so determined and feisty.
Her leg eventually healed and she was able to use it. She grew, although she is still the tiniest of the chipmunks outside. I released her in September of last year back into the wild where a chipmunk belongs. They do not make good pets and to leave her in a cage would be cruel. She survived the winter and comes and sits with me every night on the deck. She had her own litter of pups in June of this year and she is still very tame and eats from my hand and loves to come into the sunroom while I'm potting. She is an amazing little friend and this has been the adventure of a lifetime for me.
My mother loved chipmunks and whenever she saw one she named her or him Joey. I followed the tradition.
My dog Skye saw her in the driveway and I saw this stand off between them. I walked towards the little baby thinking at first it was a little frog. I couldn't see her well from a distance. As I approached she moved and Skye picked her up in her mouth and shook her a little and then dropped her from about 1 and a half feet up. Joey's leg was hurt badly and she dragged herself around the side of the garage while I put Skye in the house.
I went to the garage and found her hiding in the leaves and picked her up and put her in a box outside while I gardened, hoping the mom would show up and find her baby. I figured the baby was only about 5 weeks old judging by the size and the amount of fur on the little ones body.
Long story short, Mom never showed up, but a big hungry hawk did. So for the next couple of hours I researched Chipmunks on the web, found out I needed to get puppy formula and raced to the vet's office to buy some.
Joey stayed in the bathroom while I nursed her back to health. Every 3 hours for 4 weeks, I woke up and fed her her puppy formula from an eyedropper. I had to be careful not to choke her. She was delicate but so determined and feisty.
Her leg eventually healed and she was able to use it. She grew, although she is still the tiniest of the chipmunks outside. I released her in September of last year back into the wild where a chipmunk belongs. They do not make good pets and to leave her in a cage would be cruel. She survived the winter and comes and sits with me every night on the deck. She had her own litter of pups in June of this year and she is still very tame and eats from my hand and loves to come into the sunroom while I'm potting. She is an amazing little friend and this has been the adventure of a lifetime for me.
My mother loved chipmunks and whenever she saw one she named her or him Joey. I followed the tradition.
Friday, July 16, 2010
Joey's fight in the wild
Ouch. Very well healed now. I have two animals with eye injurys. Well one that had a couple of tumours removed from his eyelid and he is one day post op, so that hurts!
Joey has healed from this fight now quite well. Man is she FEISTY. I'm proud of her. She reminds me of my little 4 foot 10 mom!
Monday, June 21, 2010
Thank you Lord
Thank you Lord for this family that gives me anything and everything I need and that saved my life and that I love!
And we love her too!
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