Two days have passed since I brought home the litter of six cottontail bunnies. One died the first night of bloat, which is unfortunately often seen in cottontails. But this morning I released a large, young adult cottontail that had been attacked by a cat, so the day was off to a great start.
Sue called to say she had been tidying the enclosed porch where she keeps her rehab animals. She was about to throw away the box the litter of cottontails arrived in when she noticed movement! Cottontail number 7, still alive and kicking (literally)! It survived 48 hours with no warmth or hydration fluids or nutrition. Sue gave it some clear fluids and brought it to me, where it nestled down with its other five surviving littermates. It is extremely dehydrated and its condition is not good. On the other hand it made it this far, it might just be the strongest of the bunch. Only time will tell.
The person who brought Sue the bunnies had said there were six, and we had dug through the nesting material until we found "all" six. Clearly, there we seven, though. So now we've learned an essential piece of knowledge: always search the box/bedding thoroughly and never take someone's word when they tell you how many animals are in the box!
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Great..great job you did!! Lets hope, they will make it.Did you already named the bunnies? ;-)
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