Who we are... and who we aren't

Who we are:

We are John and Teresa. We live in rural Rains County, Texas. We both grew up involved in farming and ranching. We learned how to care for animals from our parents.

John's dad worked for the Federal Bureau of Prisons. Inmates working on the grounds of the prison frequently found injured/orphaned small animals. These inmates knew who to bring the animals to: John's dad. Dad brought the animals home where John's mother and older sister bottle-fed them and nursed them back to health. When they were old enough to survive in the wild, they were released. Seems like there was always a baby ground squirrel, rabbits and other small animals living in a shoebox under the bathroom vanity.

Teresa started caring for orphaned babies on her own as a child. Growing up on a working ranch, Teresa frequently found injured and orphaned animals. Teresa raised baby Cottontail Rabbits on a regular basis - something few people are able do successfully.

When we first got married, we rescued and/or rehabilitated several dogs, a pigeon with one wing (result of a hawk attack) and a baby dove. We lived in town at that point and didn't really have a place to keep wild animals, but we did what we could.

In 2008 we decided, for a number of reasons to move away from the Dallas/Fort Worth metroplex. We found a few acres with a small house and a barn on it just outside Emory, Texas. The owner of the property was an elderly man named John Hagen.

Mr. Hagen was an amateur conservationist and had home-made bird boxes of every size all over the property. One housed a colony of bees; Some housed flying squirrels; Others had owls, ducks, Bluebirds, etc. As John showed us around, we knew we'd found home. We bought the place from John and made friends with him. John was in poor health when we met him, and within a year of our meeting him, John died. We miss John very much and hope he would be pleased with our efforts.

What we believe:

We are conservative Christians and our work with wild animals is an attempt to give our testimony and to serve and honor God.

God created the animals:

Genesis 1:25 - God made the wild animals according to their kinds, the livestock according to their kinds, and all the creatures that move along the ground according to their kinds. And God saw that it was good.

God cares about the animals:
Luke 12:6 Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies? Yet not one of them is forgotten by God.

God gives each person gifts or abilities to use in His service.

1 Corinthians 12:1 Now concerning spiritual gifts, brethren, I would not have you ignorant.
1 Corinthians 12:7 - But the manifestation of the Spirit is given to every man
1 Corinthians12:8 - For to one is given by the Spirit the word of wisdom; to another the word of knowledge by the same Spirit;
1 Corinthians 12:9 - To another faith by the same Spirit; to another the gifts of healing by the same Spirit;

We use our meager abilities to help these animals survive. We house, care and feed them until they are mature enough to survive on their own in the wild, and then we return them to where they are supposed to be - in the wild.

Who we aren't.
We're NOT animal rights activists. We believe these people are misguided and few of them ever lift a finger to actually help an animal. Most are quite content to make spectacles of themselves protesting outside a fried chicken restaurant or throwing red paint on people wearing fur coats. Not our cup of tea.


We're NOT against hunting or fishing. We believe hunting and fishing are very valid methods to keep animal populations within healthy boundaries, ensuring enough natural resources for all the wild animals to thrive. We support hunting as a source of healthy meat and have no qualms with hunters using wild game to feed their families.

We don't make pets of the wild animals, as much as we love them, it'd be a terrible disservice to them. They were born in the wild and that's where they're supposed to live.

Legalities: We are working to get our license from Texas Parks and Wildlife. In the meantime, we volunteer and are listed as sub-permitees of a larger wildlife rescue/rehabilitation operation in Terrell, Texas.

We are legally authorized to treat, house and transport wild animals.

Sunday, December 18, 2011

12/18/2011 Updates.

Raccoons:
We released the four Raccoons in September. We were told that the males would become independent quickly. That was right. We saw the two males (Ricky and Fred) once or twice following release and then they went their own way. Lucy and Ethyl stayed gone for a couple of weeks, then started showing up in the evenings once or twice a week. We'd feed both girls and they'd go away. Then the girls started showing up every night for a snack. Both are HUGE and very healthy.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hRYUT_dtxDo

The deer are doing great. All four have done very well and we expect all four to do great in the wild. We expect to release all four in January or February of 2012.

HOG WILD!!! -or- Phoebe McRib the wild pig.

12/6/2011

Bethany, a friend of Teresa's found an orphaned wild piglet. Always up for a new challenge, we took the baby off Bethany's hands. Our best estimate put the baby at about a week old. Katie, our daughter complained that she never gets to name anything. We gave Katie her shot at naming. Katie picked the name Phoebe. I (John) added a surname McRib just to irritate Katie.

We started Phoebe on Ultra 24 milk replacer and she took to it immediately. When the formula wasn't enough, we added rice cereal to the formula. A week later we started Phoebe on pig feed and gradually reduced the formula. Now Phoebe is weaned and thriving. 

Having never been around pigs (we both grew up with cattle and horses) we're pretty amazed at how smart Phoebe is. She comes when called. She uses the litter box in her cage. Phoebe plays chase with the dogs (sometimes being chased and sometimes doing the chasing) and follows us around like a puppy. Phoebe is incredibly clean. For now Phoebe stays in a cage in the laundry room at night and runs around in the house during the evening. 


1/5/12
Phoebe and her best buddy Steve enjoying an afternoon nap. Yes, now that you mention it, she IS lying on a throw-pillow:

Franklin the squirrel

On the first day of school, the principal at one of the schools in the district where we work called Teresa and said he had a baby squirrel and asked if we would be able to care for it. Of course the answer was YES!

The story goes that the principal was out hunting at night and heard a tiny animal crying. Looking around, the principal found a very young squirrel that had fallen from a nest. The nest was not visible and the baby had injuries that looked like something had already bitten or scratched it. Knowing it wouldn't last long on the ground, and with no possibility of returning the baby to the nest, he brought the baby home.

As soon as we got the baby home, we started him on a round of Amoxicillin and treated his wounds with Neosporin. The principal's middle name is Franklin. We named the squirrel Franklin.

Franklin has thrived!

August 2011 photos:




December 2011 photo:


Franklin is almost grown now. We will move Franklin to a larger outdoor cage where he will further develop his motor skills and get used to temperature/light cycles. Once Franklin has developed his motor skills, he will be released.   

Friday, August 19, 2011

UPDATE - Fawns, Raccoons, Squirrels, Opossums

Friday 8/19/11
The four fawns (Penny, Pepper, Holly and JD) are all doing great. They are almost old enough to be released. We're looking at mid-fall for a release time. We've weaned them for the most part and they're all eating grass, ground corn and sweet feed. We still give formula twice per day but we pour it into a bucket now and allow them to lap it up rather than feed them from a bottle. As they mature, we'll wean them completely from formula and move them onto 100% solid food. We built a water mister and put it on the south side of the fawn's pen so that the prevailing breeze will blow water mist into their pen. We also have a sunscreen on top of the pen to help keep the fawns cool.



The raccoons, Lucy, Ricky, Fred and Ethel (so-named because each shared personality traits of their television namesakes) are loving life and all four are thriving. The weather is so hot right now; 100+ every day and drought conditions are here for the immediate future. The heat and lack of rain has caused water to be very scarce and food supplies to dwindle. Even though the 'coons are old enough to be released, we're holding onto them until forage and water conditions improve. We put a water mister and a fan outside the 'coons pen so that there is a constant stream of water mist blowing into the pen. The 'coons play constantly and are always good for a laugh. Here's a video of one enjoying the water hose:




The squirrels have all been released. One or two still make themselves seen almost daily. They bark at us from trees as we walk through the yard, or they chase us down and jump on our pant-legs then climb onto our shirts so we can feed them a few pecans.


From time to time we see some of the opossums as they forage for food near the barn or the house.


The heat and drought have been a real issue for wildlife this summer. We set out cantaloupe, watermelon, pecans and vegetable scraps as well as plenty of fresh water that all can access from the woods or from the front yard. From the footprints and missing food, we know the wild critters are eating and drinking.

Update on Sandy, the infant squirrel

8/16/11
We held off for a week on naming the infant squirrel we picked up from Susan. The mortality rate on anything that small is very high, but she'd made it a week and was gaining weight, growing and seemed to be thriving. Teresa and our daughter Katie came up with the name Sandy (as in Spongebob's friend Sandy the squirrel from Texas). Sandy had been on antibiotics for a full seven-day cycle on Monday and everything seemed great.

At the 3:00am feeding - Teresa fed Sandy EVERY three hours, around the clock - Teresa noticed that Sandy was lethargic, her appetite was less than usual, bowel movement was labored and her urine output had decreased. At 6:00am, Sandy's condition was about the same. By 7:00am, her breathing was labored. At 11:00am Sandy died in Teresa's lap.

We stay small - we run our rehab from home, we don't solicit donations and pay for everything out of our own pockets. We don't have fund-raising events and we don't have volunteers. Our intent is to remain small enough that we know every animal on sight and every animal has a name. When one of out babies dies (there have been two out of close to 75 animals) it hurts us. We take comfort knowing that we did everything possible to keep Sandy alive, but in the end it wasn't based on our effort, prayers or dedication. We don't know the Lord's plans for His animals, so we accept the bad with the good and continue to work just as hard today as we did yesterday.
John



Wednesday, August 10, 2011

The "Coon Coop"

May 2011
Toward the end of the 2010/2011 school year, the students in Mr. Fischer's shop class at Rains High School ran out of projects and needed something to finish the school year. We supplied the lumber and materials and they built us a 10 foot wide by 8 foot tall pre-release cage for the raccoons. While they were working on the project, one student commented that the cage looked like a chicken coop. Another student replied that it was for raccoons. The students began calling it The Coon Coop and the name stuck. The Coon Coop was built with Wildcat Pride; it's perfect. Thanks guys!



I've got it made in the shade!

See-thru skin without an X-ray?

The baby squirrel is so tiny that her skin is translucent - you can see individual veins beneath her skin. In this photo, do you see the light colored band in her abdomen just between her ribs and rear leg? Teresa just fed her - you're seeing fresh white formula inside her belly!




Baby squirrel August 7 2011

On Sunday 8/7/11 we got a call from a lady named Susan. A baby squirrel had fallen from it's nest, (which was higher than the second floor of Susan's house) and the family dog had brought the baby to Susan. Susan looked up a recipe for formula via the Internet and was able to keep the baby hydrated until she could find someone to take the baby. Susan did EVERYTHING right and kept the baby alive for 24 hours - not an easy task with one as young as this one. Susan was concerned that the baby might have aspirated some formula, which can cause pneumonia and can turn deadly within a matter of hours.


We met Susan and picked up the baby squirrel. When we got it home and evaluated it, it weighed 17 grams - to give you an idea of 17grams stack three US quarters( .75 cents) together and you've got 17 grams - this baby was tiny. The baby had minor bruising - maybe from the fall, maybe from being carried by the dog. Her urine was a little bit dark, but we've seen worse. We've never had anything this small before, but the process is the same as it is for the bigger animals.

We got the baby warmed up to normal temperature in a reptile aquarium we turned into an incubator. Once temperature was normal, we started her on a round of antibiotics just in case she had aspirated formula. Once triage and temperature were taken care of, it was time to eat! We started the baby on squirrel formula (Fox Valley is the best we've found) and she began to eat. By the next day she'd gained 2 grams. Her urine is clear now and she has normal bowel movements. Teresa is feeding the baby on a three-hour round-the-clock schedule and it seems to be thriving. We try not to be overly optimistic in the first few days with a new rescue, but we think this baby has a good chance at survival and eventual release.Once we've had her for a week, we'll give her a name.

A note of thanks: None of this would have happened without Susan's quick, effective intervention.  


Using the dfwmustangs.net Universal Standard Measurement: A drink can for size reference.

Thanks for looking.
JP 

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Baby Whitetail buck - JD

6/17/11
When Teresa dropped off Critterbug the blue jay at Rogers Wildlife (the bird rehab), the folks there asked what kind of animals we work with. Teresa told her mainly small mammals and mentioned the fact that we currently have three fawns. The lady from Rogers said that was fortunate because somebody had called there earlier asking about help with a fawn. Rogers put us in touch with Vanessa from Scurry, Tx. Vanessa had a little fawn that had been dropped off at a feed store and had been through several hands, had severe diarrhea and now wasn't eating.

Teresa talked to Vanessa, who had done the best she could do, but felt like she was losing ground and didn't want the fawn to die. I met Vanessa in Terrell and picked up the fawn. This little man needed help; he was dehydrated and sick and only a couple of weeks old. His eyes were dull and he was having trouble standing on his own. I tossed JD into the front seat of the Peterbilt and we were on the way. Teresa met me in Edgewood and made a run for the vet. After antibiotics, rehydration and a feeding tube for the first twelve hours, little JD seems to have rounded the corner. By Saturday morning at 2:30am, JD had enough strength to suck the bottle. By 7am, JD was slurping on a bottle. By noon, JD was eating like a champ and following us around. JD's eyes are bright and he feels good enough to play a little now. We'll keep JD quarantined for a day or two until he can get stronger, but we believe he's rounded the corner and is on his way to being strong and healthy.

JD

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Critterbug - Blue Jay

6/14/11
We got a call from the local game warden. Teresa (no relation) in Point found an orphaned Blue Jay and didn't know what else to do. When I spoke to Teresa on the phone, she kept referring to the baby as "this little critterbug". We picked up the bird, which is a young fledgling, and brought it to the farm. There are no immediate signs of illness or injury. We'll care for it and in a couple of weeks, it'll be old enough to make it on its own.

Critterbug the Blue Jay just after his bath.

Monday, June 13, 2011

Mother Molly

About a year ago, we adopted a stray dog at a local pet store. She was presented as an Australian Shepherd (but seems to have some Pitt Bull physical characteristics). We named her Molly. Molly has been the sweetest dog we could've ever asked for.

A few months ago, one of our goats had a kid that she abandoned. The baby goat didn't seem to have the will to get up or take milk. We brought the newborn goat to the house to give it some cholostrum milk and try to save it. Molly showed interest the baby goat. Molly stimulated the goat (caused it to have a bowel movement and urinate by licking - its just what mothers in the wild do), then she bathed the baby goat from head to toe. The baby still didn't want to get up. Molly put her nose under the baby's belly and began to lift it up until its back legs were under it. Then Molly raised the baby goat's front legs in the same manner. The baby was standing. We sat back in amazement watching this take place. The baby had given up and was about to die. Nothing we did worked, and we normally do a pretty good job with animals. Molly saved the baby goat.

Next, we showed baby squirrels to Molly - something we'd never try with our other dogs. Molly bathed and stimulated them.

Baby raccoons? Same thing.

Baby deer? You guessed it.

We've watched nervous, scared fawns come out of their transport cage, literally afraid to take a step. We've seen Molly walk quietly to the fawn, bathe its face and nuzzle it. You can see the fawn relax and get the idea that maybe its gonna be ok after all.

Molly is an amazing dog. Molly had been to several adoption fairs with no takers. The shelters can only keep dogs for so long before... well you get the idea.

Please give a shelter dog a chance to live.
A little kiss

One for you too!



Welcoming a new resident

Stimulating.

Mothering a baby goat

Molly with the baby she saved
Molly greets Critterbug

Molly

Holi the deer

6/13/11
Our friends at the Holifield Science Learning Center in Plano called today. They had an orphaned baby Whitetail doe. The story goes that this baby's mother was hit by a car and killed in Wichita Falls, Texas. The baby survived for a little while on its own, and was found hiding in a culvert under a roadway. Fire Ants had gotten to its face (see photo of her muzzle) and she had a few cuts and scrapes and was pretty badly dehydrated and hadn't eaten.


The folks at Holifield got her injuries taken care of, got her hydrated and well-fed. They needed a foster home to finish what they'd started, so we got the call.


We named this little girl Holi in honor of the Holifield Center.

Having Pepper and Penny already on hand, both within a week or so in age, Holi will fit in well.

Holi checks out her new bed

Holi approves!

Whelps left over from ant bites and a little scar on the nose.

Ok, you've seen the deer photos and you've probably noticed that the deer are in a girl's bedroom. Do we keep deer in the house? Yes. And no. For the first few days, we keep these babies in our daughter's room - we can keep it cool, draw the curtains so the room stays dark and can keep it quiet. We do this in an effort to lessen the stress on the new arrivals. The babies are used to being put in a safe place by their mothers. They seldom move from their beds. After a few days, as the babies get accustomed to their new settings and get used to the new food and any medications, we move them outside to a safe pen.

 

Friday, June 10, 2011

Two "abandoned" fawns

June 10, 2011

This week our local Game Warden called twice, each time with a fawn. Well-intentioned people found the fawns alone, assumed they were abandoned or orphaned and brought them home. The folks turned the fawns over to the Game Warden, who in turn transferred the fawns to our facility.

Both fawns are healthy little does and we expect both to do well. Our daughter named one "Penny" and the Game Warden's wife named one "Pepper". Penny is more copper colored and Pepper is very dark.

We're very fortunate to have two fawns about the same age. They can buddy-up and have a much higher chance of survival when they are old enough to be released into the wild. Having a buddy to hang out with lessens the chance of them imprinting on us, as there is risk that a wild animal that's only been exposed to humans will not see humans as a threat; This lowers their chance of survival in the wild.

Pepper

Penny

























Note: Deer have their fawns starting in May and into June. The mother doe will take the fawn to what she believes is a safe location and bed it down while she goes to forage for food. Once mom has a full belly, she returns and takes the fawn with her. If you find a fawn alone, and there are no signs that it is injured, in obvious distress or gaunt and dehydrated, just leave it where it is. Mom will be back shortly.

Saturday, June 4, 2011

SKUNK!!! Run away! ...or maybe not

6/3/11
DFW Wildlife Coalition put us in touch with a lady from Hunt County whose dog brought the baby home in his mouth. The baby skunk weighs less than 80 grams and is 3 1/2 - 4 inches from head to tail. Teresa named her Petunuia over vehement protests from our daughter. Petunia has minor bruising and swelling in her lower abdomen from being carried around in a dog's mouth (We'd say she's pretty lucky; it could've been much worse). Petunia  has a good appetite, has responded well to our efforts to hydrate her, eliminates waste fine and has clear urine - all good signs that indicate no internal injuries. We expect Petunia to thrive.

More Opossums

A rehabilitator in Dallas was overrun with Opossums. We took ten of the little darlings off his hands. We housed them until they were old enough to survive on their own and released them to do battle on the local snake population on 6/2/11

Raccoon - Bonnie

4/28/11

Some folks in Garland found a very young raccoon wandering in their backyard. They kept the baby coon from harm and called the DFW Wildlife Coalition. DFW called us and John met with the people at a place about halfway between Garland and Emory.

We named this pretty little girl Bonnie. Bonnie was in good shape but was very hungry and mildly dehydrated. We were able to fix those problems in short order.

Since raccoons are such highly socialized animals, they do so much better when they're paired with other raccoons. We were aware of another rehabilitator who had a single coon of about the same age. Our plate was full and it would be so much better for Bonnie to have a buddy, we transferred her. Now Bonnie is with another raccoon and is doing great. Both raccoons will kept until they're mature enough to survive in the wild and will be released.


Possums (or "Opossums" if you prefer formality)

4/28/11
Sunnyvale Animal Control called with seven baby possums. John picked them up and brought them to the farm. Other than slight dehydration, all were in good shape. No medical intervention was necessary. The baby possums will be kept until they're old enough to survive on their own and will be released into the wild.

People ask "What do possums DO?". Turns out that Opossums are snake killers. Poisonous snakes can bite an Opossum with little negative effect to the Opossum - their body temperature stays in the 80's and isn't warm enough to allow snake venom to have ill affect. Possums eat insects like termites and are also scavengers, eating the decomposing flesh of dead animals and ridding the place of smelly carcasses.

Raccoons!

4/28/11

The Holifield Science Learning Center called us with four baby raccoons that had wandered into a yard. The alert homeowner watched for Mom. but never saw her. The alert homeowner intervened and took the baby 'coons to the Hollifield Center in Plano.

When John picked them up, all four were hungry and dehydrated, screaming with every breath. Once at the farm, plenty of food and hydration, temperature management and a safe environment were the order of the day. The four babies were about two weeks old and hadn't opened their eyes yet. Since the four had been together and were obviously siblings, they were quarantined together. Once we were certain that they were not sick, they were placed in a cage and kept with the other animals.

Due to their physical characteristics, we named them Lucy (loud and fun-loving), Ricky (small and dark), Fred (bigger in size and friendly) and Ethel (always joining in whatever the other three were doing).

We've been amazed. Raccoons are VERY socially oriented; they want to spend every minute with us. They imprint almost immediately and are very dependent on us. As they grew and finally opened their eyes, they became a constant source of entertainment and laughter. They play constantly. They are very curious and can climb like nobody's business.
We've always heard the term "Coon-fingering" used to describe a person touching and handling things. The coons' feet are shaped very much like human hands and their toes have three joints like a human hand. The skin on the soles of their feet is very soft and supple. Raccoons touch and feel EVERYTHING. Ethel and Lucy like to sit on John's shoulder and play with his ears. Ethel loves to dig in John's beard. Ricky and Fred play-fight constantly. 


 

"Bunny Foo-Foo" (Cottontail Rabbit)

4/11/11
A teacher in Rains County found this little one with what appeared to be a broken front leg. Our daughter named this one after the kid's song of the same name. Other than the leg injury, he was in decent shape. What this little one needed was rest and quiet time for his leg to heal. Hydration, good food and plenty of rest in a quiet setting fixed what was wrong. Bunny Foo-Foo was released 5/7/11

BOBCAT!!!

4/1/11

A local animal control agency picked up an adult bobcat and brought her to the Holifield Center in Plano. This was a beautiful mature adult female bobcat with no apparent health problems. When we run across an animal that we can't house, we have contacts with other rescue/rehab people. Such was the case with a bobcat - pretty as she was, she could also be dangerous and we don't have the facilities or expertise to meet her needs. We transported this bobcat to Crosstimbers Ranch, where she will be cared for until such time as she is ready to be released.

About twice the size of a large house cat. When I knelt down to take this photo, she let out a yowl that made my hair stand on end!

4 squirrels

4/1/11
We received a call from the Holifield Center in Plano, Texas. Local residents had dropped off four baby squirrels. John transported the critters home and we went from there. Three were old enough to survive on their own, but we wanted to keep them for a few days to make certain they were healthy and mature enough to be released. All three were in good condition and had the necessary skills to survive on their own. On 4/22/11 all three were released.

The fourth squirrel was still a baby. We named this little boy Jim (for no apparent reason) and fed him formula on the every-three-hours schedule. Jim did great and was approximately the same age as Rusty, Dusty and Billy The Kid. Jim was released at the same time as the other three and is doing great in the wild.

Rusty, Dusty and Billy The Kid

FEBRUARY 17, 2011
A resident of Fruitvale called, saying they had found three orphaned/abandoned squirrels. They had tried to keep them warm with a heat-lamp and had tried to feed them cow's milk. Neither was working. All were sickly and badly dehydrated. Another 24 hours would've doomed these little bugs.

We named them Rusty, Dusty and Billy The Kid in honor of John's father who died in November. John's dad had told the story of having three goats during the Great Depression

Once we picked them up, we put them on direct heat, re-hydrated them with sub-cutaneous injections of IV fluid. Once they were warm and hydrated, we began to feed them on a schedule that required feedings every three hours around the clock. All three survived and then began to thrive! We moved them through a succession of larger cages until all three were yound adults and were ready to be released. We released Rusty, Dusty and Billy The Kid on May 31, 2011. All three stay pretty close to the house and we see them almost daily.