elzebrook:elzebrook:There was a small squirrel in the middle of the road looking confused so I w
elzebrook: elzebrook: There was a small squirrel in the middle of the road looking confused so I went to shoo it across and the fucker hopped over and ran up my leg and then it fell asleep on me I don’t even like squirrels Why does this happen to me SQUIRREL UPDATE: I wrapped it in my sweater, tucked it under my arm, and biked one handed to the nearest vet. Squirrel friend was mostly chill, occasionally nibbled me/my sweater, leading me to biking one handed while carrying a baby squirrel going “ow, no biting. stop eating my sweater. dammit, I said no biting!” I got some weird looks. Got to the vet. They said no. Those vets are assholes, but they gave me the number of a 24 hour emergency vet across town. My phone is now down to 28% battery because navigation is a bitch, but I called them and asked if they would take it. They said yes. YAY. Look down at squirrel to share the good news, realize squirrel 100% asleep, sucking on its thumb, and is DRIPPING FLEAS. And MITES. Dear god the MITES. Ew. Have a minor internal shit fit about this. Also realize the other vet is across town, battery now at 25%, and can’t bike across town one handed holding a flea infested squirrel. Carefully place flea ridden Squirrel Friend swaddled in now flea & mite ridden sweater into my tote bag in my bike basket. Begin to bike to 24 hour vet. Got lost. Phone at 20% battery apparently loses GPS signal at random and navigates incorrectly. So here I am, it’s getting dark, I’m covered in parasitic insects, I have a baby squirrel covering everything else in parasitic asleep in my bag, I’m praying it won’t wake up and commit suicide by jumping out of my bike basket, my phone is dying, I’m lost, AND I DON’T EVEN LIKE SQUIRRELS. Finally find 24 hour vet. I walk in the door and open with “Please help me, I don’t want to be a disney princess.” Nice vet tech lady takes one look at me and my baby squirrel and cracks up. Anyway, these vets are not assholes, wrap squirrel friend in a pink towel and give him some food, take a picture for the Squirrel Log (I guess this happens a lot), and tell me they’ll take care of him tonight and get him to a rehabber tomorrow. I manage to figure out how to get home, and promptly boil everything I was wearing. SO MANY MITES. Thus endeth the saga of squirrel friend. -- source link
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