Showing posts with label Faline. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Faline. Show all posts

Thursday, May 31, 2012

Zoonooz Excerpt September / October 1990 circulation 150

Here is an excerpt from our little zoo publication,
ZOONOOZ.
We didn't send it out monthly, but every two or three months, as I had time to work on it.

When we first started collecting animals, we had the typical fencing that most people have around their yards.  Before long we tried chicken wire, but that wasn't strong enough to hold a deer, so we eventually fenced our compound with six-foot horse wire.  Once Faline grew up, even that wasn't sufficient!

As always, our most pressing need was funding.  We did eventually fence the entire three acre compound with nine-foot wooden fencing.  My parents found a sawill that sold seconds (boards with flaws). Everey week for months we would go there and pick up a trailer load of green (not aged) oak boards six inches wide.

We found if we quickly nailed them to a previously installed frame, they would not warp.  They cost us $1 per board.

Saturday, May 26, 2012

Life in a Zoo The Real Thing: Kurye and Deer in the Front Yard


Our Front Yard

Can you see the three deer in the front yard?  Faline is on the left, Daisy has her backside to us, and Lily is facing us near the big white dog.

Monday, May 14, 2012

Zoonooz Excerpt September / October 1990 circulation 150

Here is an excerpt from the Zoonooz publication we sent out every now and then.  


 People loved coming to our little zoo over and over again. We had our regulars.  Many wanted to help out, so their children could have a wholesome and safe place to visit. Some offered to pay for the upkeep of their favorite animals.

Thursday, May 10, 2012

Life in a Zoo: The Real Thing - Bottle Feeding a Fawn - Part One

Fawns, like all baby mammals, are very much like human babies. They need to nurse, they need comfort and cuddling, and they need to sleep.  Like human babies, in the first few weeks of life they need to be fed round the clock in two-hour intervals.

The first spring we received an orphaned fawn, we learned a lot about feeding babies.  At night she slept in a dog carrier in our bedroom. The alarm clock would go off every two hours. I mixed her formula and fed her.

At first we had trouble getting her to take the bottle.  I had struggled with her for several hours, trying to get her to nurse, but nothing worked.  Then, as my mother hovered over her, she bumped mom’s chin and suddenly started nursing. She needed to bump an udder in order to stimulate the nursing behavior. 

She suckled voraciously. There was much tail switching, stamping of little hooves, forelegs kneeing me as she inhaled the milk.  All feedings were like that. Sometimes in her eagerness to get the bottle, she would actually snatch it out of my hand. 

At first, she took only a third to a half a bottle of milk per feeding.  As she matured, we increased to a full bottle per feeding, then two bottles.  I learned to keep two bottles ready. She would literally suck one bottle flat before I could pull it out of her mouth and cram the next one in!

When she was about a month, she no longer needed night feedings. Thank goodness!

Along with the feedings, came the “diapering”.  Fawns, like puppies and kittens, cannot relieve themselves without their mother stimulating them by licking their little bottoms. (yecch). I wasn’t about to lick her, so I used a warm wet washcloth.  I would hold a disposable diaper under her to catch the “overflow”.

After about a month, we no longer needed diapering. She continued to nurse until weaning, some time in November.