r/WildlifeRehab

I live in Southeastern PA and I have a mom with two fawns in my backyard— she was doing really well and was looking healthy up the last time I saw her she looked well about 5 days ago, I just saw her this morning and she is extremely thin, weak and lethargic all of a sudden. Is there anything a rescue could do? Her fawns seem like they still need to be under her care. I’m not sure if it’s CWD etc

I found this house sparrow in the street, in guadalajara, spain. Tomorrow they'll take it in in a rehabbing center. What do I feed it and how till tomorrow? Thanks

Hello friends!

Location is an apartment patio in Brooklyn three stories up.

There has been a pigeon and its nest living on our balcony. The nest is pretty well-protected behind a planter. We have seen the eggs before, but have never seen any babies until today. About an hour ago, I saw a baby on the patio alive. The mom (or dad) was standing on the bars of the patio, so not far, but the baby was sort of out in the open, and not in the nest. We watched for awhile and the mom didn’t get closer.

We googled what to do, and it said to put the baby back in the nest if it was a nestling, but leave it if it’s a fledgling. I’m almost certain it’s a nestling, so we put them back. The mom has come and gone a few times since. There was also one egg that was sort of out in the open, so I’m wondering if a predator tried to get to them? We put that back too.

Is there anything else we should do? The baby is moving and everything and we left a bottle cap of water, but not right next to them as we thought that they might get scared if we came closer to the nest again.

Sorry to not be very technical here! They are super tiny and I haven’t seen them before, only the mom, so I think they were probably born today.

Here is a pic of the little guy and thank you!

Hello,

Most likely a coopers attack victim. I would not interfere but blue jays chased hawk away and I found this one on the ground. The only visible injury I could see is a bleeding, most likely missing eye.

Bird survived the night in the box.

Called rehab (same as in another recent Michigan dove post) and they advised to euthanize bird due to eye injury.

What are my options?

Thank you.

Edit: there is also something else is wrong with her. She is moving but head is kind of crooked to the side and she struggles to keep balance and uses wings to balance.

Could be euthanasia is the only option.

In the past 30 hours I have been taking care of a butterfly with a broken wing. I say broken, but the front left wing is missing, there's a little hole as well as a big missing chunk on the back of the rear left one and the front right is clipped at the tip. I don't know how he ended up here or if he even likes it in the little box I put him in, but I hope I can at least make the last few days or hopefully weeks of his life a little more peaceful.

He is sitting on the tip of my thumb right now, but let's go back to the beginning. Me and Terra were playing out in the garden when I saw a brown butterfly struggling with a few strands of grass. It was flapping helplessly under the green restraints. I noticed a big chunk of its left wing was simply not there so I offered my hand and the injured insect willingly came onto my hand. Terra has always been curious so I showed her the butterfly. She sniffed the tiny creature and accidentally pushed it off of my hand. 

I lowered my hand again and once more the butterfly crawled on my palm. I brought it upstairs inside the house and decided it was best I help it in any way I could. The butterfly got adventurous and it began to walk around in my hand. Unfortunately it lost its balance and fell on the floor. It was in a ton of shock and now refused to ride on my hand again. Unable to do much else I sat on the floor and researched how to take care of a butterfly. Terra lied on the floor beside me and observed the strange thing sitting mere inches away from her nose as it stood still as if it were frozen there. I read through Reddit posts and comments, people's blogposts, watched YouTube videos and found out that this butterfly was a White Admiral and that it is best I give it some sugar water and/or a ripe fruit. So it received both. Alas the little Admiral was stood still and didn't budge.

I saw that if the butterfly doesn't recognise the food source, you could soak a little cotton in the sugar water and present it to the insect. So I dabbed the cotton part of an ear bud in the liquid and did as I was told. The butterfly jumped back and I pulled the ear bud away. But a mere moment later, it extended its proboscis the direction where the sweetness came from and reached the lid with the sugar water. It dipped its front legs in and once again froze in place. I threw away the ear bud as I thought the butterfly will now drink, but it did not. It simply stood there. I managed to move it to a different room on a chair. I went to the kitchen to get more water and then to the bathroom for another ear bud and when I returned the tiny admiral had ventured to the other side of the room. Terra was observing it from above and when I came in she tried to eat it. I managed to get to the butterfly before Terra did and I put it back on the chair. I attempted to feed it through the ear bud method again but it didn't work. The butterfly seemed to want to run away, but interestingly whenever it was presented with my hand it would climb on it. After a while it calmed down and I put it in a box with its food supply (a cap from a jar, with sugar water and next to it - a ripe banana), but it would get off of my hand. I noticed a playing card next to me and I managed to get the white admiral on it, so I placed both in the box. I stabbed the lid real good to create air holes and ended up not sealing it closed, simply placing the lid on top of the box. I went to bed.

The next morning the butterfly had not moved even a little. It was still in the place that I left it inside the box. Soon enough it started roaming around and climbing the walls so I gave it a hand and took it outside of the box. I placed both of us on the desk where I would spend the rest of my day and it just stood there. It stood still for hours. Until it suddenly extended its proboscis and began roaming about my desk. Quickly I presented it with a soaked ear bud and it started sucking out the delicious mixture of sugar and water. I had to get up so I placed it back in the box with its ear bud.

When I returned the butterfly was still feeding but the bud seemed a little dry. So I attempted to to take the ear bud and dip it in the water but the little admiral was holding onto it and wouldn't let it go. I ended up accidentally dragging it a millimeter to the side and its proboscis ended up inside the cap full of the sugar water. It was so delighted it immediately continued feeding.

Some time later I decided to dig a little and based on its wing shape I'm quite confident that this White Admiral is a male. That's why I'll be referring to it as "him". I also came up with a name for him. Turns out the card in his box was the Ace of Clubs. So I named him the White Admiral Ace or simply adm. Ace. He also seems like he is a veteran, so I think it fits.

I know I won't have all that much time with the little Admiral, but I'll try to make whatever that time is to be as better as it can be compared to him living outside.

I saw this poor little thing seemingly struggling on the ground last night by my house. It doesn't look like a fledgling, but maybe I'm wrong. Kept it in a ventilated shoe box with a towel overnight and let it out just now. I feel bad leaving it there in this state. Do/can I do anything for it? No signs of blood or missing feathers. Wings seem ok. Metro Detroit area.

I'm from Mexico, Sonora, Obregón city.

Struggled to fly and some of it's feathers doesn't look healthy.

Placed it in a quiet box with padded floor and added small basin of canary seeds, water and later I see started to eat and drink on its own.

It's late evening right now. After googling it seems that here it's PROFEPA the ones who can rehab wildlife. But I feel a bit concerned cause the nearest PROFEPA installations are in Hermosillo which is at 250km from Obregón and Idk if they will bother to come up here to rescue this dove, I don't know how to drive :(

I guess I gotta call PROFEPA at the morning and hope for the best. I apologize for my awkward english.

Namaste,

I am reaching out to you in absolute desperation to save the life of a helpless German Shepherd I found abandoned on the road in Gorakhpur.

His condition is severe and critical:

He is completely bedridden, unable to stand, and passing urine and stool where he lies.

He has a severe maggot infestation across his body, ears, and private parts, and is in excruciating pain.

I brought him home to shelter him, but I lost my parents and live with my uncle and aunt. Due to his medical condition and hygiene issues, my family is insisting that I remove him from the house immediately. I have zero financial resources to pay for his medical care, treatment, or private boarding.

He urgently needs immediate medical treatment, temporary shelter, or adoption. Please, I beg you to send a rescue team or connect me with someone who can take him today before he is forced back onto the street in this condition.

Location: Gorakhpur, Uttar Pradesh

My sister found him on June 12th, at her school’s end-of-year event: alone, outside a classroom, still growing his feathers in. There were no parents around and nowhere safe nearby to leave him, so she brought him home.The first few weeks were intense. Between all of us, we fed him with a syringe, soft mush, soft-bodied insects. Little by little he finished feathering out, started perching calmly on a little stick with us, chirping for food, following flies with his eyes and trying to peck at food on his own. We never kept him in a cage: he slept in a small box, and the rest of the day he was with one of us or nearby on his perch, always present.
Even as a tiny bird, he had a personality all his own: demanding, funny, impossible to ignore. He made his presence known every time he entered a room, like announcing “I’m here.” If he was hungry and we didn’t pay attention fast enough, he’d peck furiously until he got what he wanted.
Once he could fly around the house, he’d go from my sister to my mom to me, always landing on our heads or necks, building little “nests” in our hair, fluttering around, bathing in it. We live on the third floor, and we were scared he’d get lost before he knew how to find food on his own, so we waited a while before letting him outside.
One day he escaped. I went looking for him, called out, and he answered from a nearby wire and flew straight into my hands — I felt such enormous relief, I thought I’d lost him. Days later he escaped again, wanting to explore more, and this time, after perching on a plant for a while, he flew all the way to the fourth floor of the building across from ours, landing directly on the head of the woman who lived there. The next day he left again. I called him but he didn’t pay me much attention, so I let him do his thing. Half an hour later, my upstairs neighbors brought him back to me — he’d found his way home on his own, just mixed up the floor. It happened a couple more times, always the same way — he always found the way back, even if he knocked on the wrong door first.
Slowly, he learned to find his way home without needing to be called. He developed a full routine: wake up, eat, go out exploring, come back to eat again, bathe, nap, go out again. Every time we sat down to eat, he’d head straight for the table demanding his share, taking food off our plates in his own way, and if we were too slow, he’d peck at us furiously until we gave him attention. I built him a nicer little house to sleep in — he deserved it.

One day he joined, almost by force, an already-formed pair of sparrows and their chicks, and from then on he followed them everywhere. It happened right during his molt — tailless, with new feathers just coming in on his wings, giving him this funny, slightly lopsided shape, like a little avocado seed chasing after his new family. He’d fight the chicks for food, learn to fly through the bushes, slowly integrating into wild life. That night he stopped sleeping in his little house, but he kept coming back to eat, bathe, play. Hearing him chirp on his way back was beautiful — we’d all go out to greet him and feed him, because Pakito had come home from his outing.
On August 12th, exactly two months after he arrived, he spent the whole day with us: playing, eating, pecking as always. He left at 5:35 in the afternoon, just like any other day. The next morning it was raining. He hasn’t come back yet.
I still watch for him at the window. I’d rather believe he’s out exploring somewhere new, and that one day he’ll land there again, just like so many times before.

This is the story of Pakito, the escape-artist sparrow.

I have found a goose just off the path who looks like he may have been hit and it looks like it may be a broken leg. I’ve called safe wings and Rideau valley and left messages but wondering what the next steps may be. I’m on a bike currently…

I’m with him now and his group is nearby. He took a few steps after I approached for a photo the second time but it’s a tough walk for them and putting no weight on it.

I’m not sure if this is the proper place to ask this, so please don’t beat me up if it isn’t. 🙏🏻

This critter has been showing up a few times in the past couple weeks. We don’t know if it’s a skinny fox, a skinny stray dog, or a skinny coyote.

Its tail is not bushy like I’d expect a fox tail to be, but it’s got fox-looking ears. Can y’all please help us solve this mystery? Thank you kindly!

Edit to add: we live in coastal South Carolina in the U.S.

Found it in the grass, put him in a box with towel in it, he doesn't seem like he can walk or fly atm. I've let him rest in a dark place to let him calm down a bit

I found this male squirrel that had been hit by a car. I saw something hanging from his lower abdomen that I think is testicles? I’ve never see anything like this. What is it?

Just saw this raccoon while taking my dog outaide. It's panting heavily, was surrounded by flies and bees, and didn't respond at all as I got closer, or when I caged it (I know, very dumb and reckless of me, especially with a raccoon of all things. I'm fully aware of the risk I took, but will not be handling it any further, just wanted to get it out of the direct sunlight). Other than the heavy breathing, it's not making any noise, and is barely alert, just twitching and swiveling its ears in response to stimuli. Certainly alive, but not doing well by any means. I've already reached out to a local rehab resource and left a message, but wanted to post here to see if there are any other resources in my area that y'all might know about so I can get help for it sooner rather than later. There's not much I can do without taking further risks against myself, obviously.

I'm in Monroe County, NY, USA, near Rochester.