Rocky…. the baby Squirrel

This is a picture of Rocky. Rocky fell from his home,  a nest in a big tree. He was about to be attacked by a huge cat when Popa rescued him. Marta was amazed to see this tiny helpless little guy.

We called our local animal rescue person, a very nice woman who lives down the road . Jean is an older woman who has been taking in local injured wildlife for many years. A salty woman who doesn’t hide her contempt for some of the newer wealth that has taken over our seaside community. She even name a very noisy stray cat Marsha after a very prominent local political  woman. Jean has an old blind Deer that she cares for. She has a goat many chickens and each day someone stops by to drop off a Bird or a baby Duck or in our case a baby Squirrel we named Rocky.

Yesterday I called and Rocky is eating (from a small bottle) and it seems that he will grow into a big strong adult. Perhaps he will move back down to our place and eat some of the thousands of acorns that are all over our grass.

Have a happy life Rocky and a big thnks to all the Jean’s in this world that take care of all these little creatures..