05/14/2026
Rescuing wildlife is not always fun, but it's who I am, so I have scars. Every scar you see on my arms is from a rescued wildlife baby of some kind. Some of the scars represent a life I worked hard to save and some a life I held until they died. This says it perfectly, so I'm sharing it with you.
Shared from another rehabber...
I hear so often “I love baby raccoons, I want one so bad...”How can I rehab wildlife?” Or have one as a pet ?
The reality is I love baby Raccoons too, and I wish everyone had it in them to commit to rehabilitate orphaned, injured and sick wildlife. It’s not about kisses and snuggles when raising these kids...Its messes...24/7 it’s p**p..lots of p**p, they finger paint, p**p in food and water dishes play in it, spill it splash in it ...you get my point right? Its money, no one gets paid to do this and we count on donations 100 percent or it comes out of pocket. It’s about being scratched, your legs arms and heads become trees to them and sometimes it’s 5 or 6 at a time climbing at an unbelievable rate of speed straight to the top ! It’s about bites, every day, all day...getting bitten is just simply something that happens, they bite when they want something, they bite when they play, they bite when they’re happy, scared, hurt, hormonal, angry...they just bite. Bandaids, gauze, vet wrap triple antibiotics, oral antibiotics all become the “norm” and most days I look like a cutter.
The last bite I had came from a tiny one that I’ve had in rehab since just after his little eyes opened, I was his surrogate Mommy, he still thinks I am and I still adore him, he just simply got scared when I was moving him into a new enclosure and his only defense was to bite. We made up, I was never mad because well...he’s a Raccoon! And they bite 😊 So next time you say “Awwww I wanna raise baby raccoons” Think about it long and hard and if your heart still tells you yes, the feel free to contact a wildlife rescue and obtain experience and licensing. 🦝❤️🦝