baby raccoons

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Helen, the Deaf and Blind Baby Raccoon
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Winds of Change…Change Life for Wildlife
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Baby Raccoons 2017 Part 2
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Introducing the First Baby Raccoons of 2017

Helen, the Deaf and Blind Baby Raccoon

Dateline: June 29, 2011

Since 2007 my yard has been used by raccoons to raise their families. I provide water pools, dog food and peanuts, and in return they drive away poisonous snakes.

When I step outside with kibble, they gather around my feet to escort me down the slope to where my yard skirts a tree-lined creek. Throughout the summer into fall, the babies learn to trust me, and by early winter when they are old enough to be on their own, they continue to return. And, as Mother Nature intends, they bring their babies to my yard the following spring.ince 2007 my yard has been used by raccoons to raise their families. I provide water pools, dog food and peanuts, and in return they drive away poisonous snakes.

The cycle continues.

June 29, 2011 – Baby Helen and her brother Huck.

I met Helen the summer of 2011. When I approached, her siblings ran for the woods, but she did not. I soon realized she was both blind and deaf. I could slide food right under her nose, but she had no idea I was there. Her nose, however, was in perfect working order. She loved peanut butter sandwiches. I often saw her eating by the pool…alone. The size of a basketball, she would have been easy pickings for a stray dog or a fox to kill her. I had to do something.

When I called Petra at the wildlife rehabilitation center, I barely got the words ‘blind and deaf baby’ out of my mouth when she asked, “Do you have her trapped?”

Well…no. I have enough cats to know what goes into their mouths comes out their bottoms. I was not going to catch Helen until I knew I could hand her off immediately. Read More

Winds of Change…Change Life for Wildlife

On Friday June 23rd around 7:30 a.m. the storm produced by Hurricane Cindy blew through my neighborhood, bringing with it high winds and driving rain.

This is what a typical morning in my yard looked like before Cindy:

Huck in front brings the wife and kids for breakfast.

On Friday morning the above photo was business as usual, except a bit soggier. Huck and his family are a lot like mail carriers…neither wind or rain will keep them from stopping by for brekkie.

Meanwhile my Garage Band, Nikolas and Jesse, were in their lair hard at work on a new song (written by our resident songtress Dori–she says the song’s title is Buy Me A Cow).

As the storm was rolling in, I closed the door, and then went to check on Chevy who was now on a chair, hiding under the patio table. As Chevy hasn’t been with us long and is still enrolled in Social Skillz 101, he’s been given yard access, but unfortunately has to weather the weather outside. Read More

Baby Raccoons 2017 Part 2

I have a special weakness for raccoons. I’ve allowed them to enjoy my back yard for ten years, and because I provide them with fresh water and dog kibble…and peanuts for treats…they welcome me like I’m one of the family. It’s a fair trade. They keep the snakes away.

On June 5th I posted the first photos I took of this summer’s baby raccoons. You can see them by clicking here.

Over the past couple of weeks the babies have become accustomed to seeing me, and don’t run into the woods when I step outside. Yesterday I saw them hanging out in one of the trees, trying to cool off. I thought you would enjoy seeing what I saw.

Introducing the First Baby Raccoons of 2017

Sweetie Pie awaits the birth of her first litter.

Upon moving into our home I soon learned the creek behind our house has snakes. I am not a fan of snakes.

So after I read that snakes are not fans of raccoons, I threw down a Welcome Mat to the masked marauders by offering them pools for water and dog kibble and peanuts.

This started back in 2007, and we’ve had a hot and heavy relationship going ever since.

Currently my oldest is Huck, born in 2011. He is blind in one eye and I can tell his sight is failing, but he knows he can come to my porch where I have a tub of water and peanuts reserved just for him.

Lately he’s been bumping his nose against my hand as I fill his water bowl with the kibble and peanuts. At first it took me back as I don’t touch my raccoons. I’ve had babies sit on my feet, but I don’t touch. But after having a close relationship with Huck for six years, I sense it’s his way of making sure I am who he thinks I am.

Huck front and center arrives for breakfast with his family in tow.

By the way, for those of you wondering what a raccoon’s nose feels like–it’s soft and squishy!

Generations of raccoons have made my yard their gathering place for breakfast and dinner. Some were memorable, like Danny who was old and thrust aside by the young turks greedily snapping up food. I instantly won his favor by coaxing him onto the porch where I fed him special foods the others weren’t getting. He would sit next to me munching happily on peanut butter and banana sandwiches while the others ate dog kibble.

For those of you who read Finding Mya — you will recognize both Huck and Danny from the chapter where Herman is taught to survive by the raccoons by raiding the dumpster behind a food store. I used actual photos of both my boys in the book.

Anyway! Spring is here and as of this past weekend the momma’s are now bringing their babies to my yard. I spotted the first baby on Friday night.

The baby was spooked by me tossing kibble to the adults, and scampered up the nearest tree to hide.

“You can come down now.”

I suspect this little one is female. The girls usually stick close to mom, whereas the boys are often more adventurous.

Mom shows her baby the kibble. I toss cat kibble for the babies.

And on Saturday I spotted her with twins!

I suspect the baby on the far right is a boy. I saw him wandering off for an adventure while his sister stuck close to mom.

On Sunday night I spotted triplets…but none of them were willing to pose for a photo.

Stay tuned!

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