HoundsGood: Chronicles of a Virtual Volunteer

As promised way back in THIS POST, here is the story about the little squirrel.

It was one of those days that just doesn’t start out quite right. We didn’t feel like making breakfast, but we felt like eating a multi-food item meal. Cereal just wouldn’t do. By the time we got rolling, breakfast was no longer served in this one horse town (okay, I’ll be honest, its a no horse town). So, we decided to go all the way into the next county where there was a gleaming, brand new IHOP. We never made it to IHOP as you can read BY CLICKING HERE.

When we finally got back home, with our new charge, I decided to walk Good Girl II (aka GiGi - not to be confused with GoodGirl I, Gillian, the Mastiff) and take Ollie, one of our two, for a walk around the perimeter of the house. All of the sudden, something fell from the sky. They stopped in their tracks and their noses were touching the same thing. G.G. and Ollie both had their ears perked up and heads cocked in youthful curiosity.

This is what I found at the end of their noses…

They did not try to bite or hurt the little one. Apparently, he/she had fallen from the tree. The little squirrel tried to run away, but only got a few feet dragging a leg. Perhaps the dogs sensed another animal in trouble or pain. I have heard of elephants trying to save baby rhions or hippos that are not their friends in the wild from tar pits or swamps before, so its not too strange I suppose for hounds to pause at a squirrel.

I called my husband to come out, as my hands were full with two tangled leashes and the squirrel was put in a dog carrier with a towel. We both looked at eachother and shook our heads.

Maybe it was like the scene in 101 Dalmatians where dogs passed a message along from neighborhood to neighborhood until it got to the right place…a little bird let everyone know that day that we were already off of our schedule by taking a stray in, so what’s a few more.

I remembered there was a lady I met while seeking help for a raccoon. She couldn’t help us then, but did rehabilitate squirrels, so I called her up and she came to get the little one. He/she was not full grown yet and we were hoping that it was a broken leg, which just needed time versus deeper injuries.

So, as promised, that is the story of the squirrel who fell from the sky in front of some dogs and lived to tell the tale.

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