Um...

[conuly]

She was turning soil, and uncovered a newborn mole. So she moved it to her compost.

And it didn't occur to her that the mama might not know where to find it now? Poor thing's probably dead. *sighs*

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[conuly]

Seriously, I would've thought it'd be obvious. Given the circumstances, I doubt she could've saved it... but she runs around finding a camera, and taking pictures, and then puts it down far from where she found it so it'll be "safe"? WTF?

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

And now there's one up there obviously messing with a nest of wild baby bunnies. I mean, it looks like it didn't do lasting damage, but seriously, better safe than sorry. How can these people have gardens and not know to leave wild baby animals alone?

[conuly]

It's the same one. She PICKED ONE UP, for god's sake. How utterly stupid can you be to pick up a wild animal which is old enough to scratch you?

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

*rolls eyes* I didn't even notice that. Jesus, what a dunce.

[conuly]

Seriously. My wild animal experiences are limited to these few incidents:

The time when a squirrel in Union Square ran across my shoulders while I was eating a gyro.
The times I've fed the squirrels in Union Square, and they took from my hand (let's face it, those aren't wild animals...)
The time I pet a sparrow (no, I don't know why)
The time my cat caught a squirrel, and I tried to save it, but it got away.
The many times I've caught semi-feral kittens to give them medical treatment, food, and eventual homes.

That's about it. And the only times that come CLOSE (not counting the sparrow thing) I took full responsibility for the babies.

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

I was raised in a rural area by my mother, the world's most rabid animal lover. I knew proper wild animal treatment before I could even spell the phrase.

[conuly]

So did I.

And *I* grew up in a city!

I also knew not to Ever Ever Ever bother a working dog, long before I'd ever seen a guide dog of any sort (not that they're the only kind of working dog, but they're the ones I was told about).

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

Oh, definitely. Yet another way some people bother me with animals ... every time I see someone who's not a small child trying to pet a working dog, I have to grit my teeth not to say anything.

Then again, dogs tend to spook me a little sometimes anyway. I once tried to pet my neighbor's dog and was reaching out my hand so it could get my scent first, and the stupid thing bit me. (Turned out it bit a lot and no one warned me.) I still have a long thin scar that goes halfway down my left index finger from where the bugger's teeth ripped my finger open. Urgh.

[conuly]

Well, guide dogs aren't on the job all the time. But yeah. I didn't even need to be told about avoiding working dogs because I'd already been told not to go near ANY dog without asking the owner first if it was okay. Basics, really.

[xmorningxrosex.livejournal.com]

Not to mention washing it, which probably would have shocked it or drowned it or at least washed its scent off. O_o

I'm sure it's really unlikely, but I'm hoping the mama found it and got it all warm, safe, and dirty again.

[conuly]

There've been a few times I've washed VERY young kittens. Not because I wanted to, but because the mother (Thunder, in this case, she's a bitch and a half) had abandoned them so completely that they were covered in their own shit. So I cleaned that part, and then prayed they weren't terribly harmed. I still don't think it was a good idea, but I had an excuse. Moles are SUPPOSED to be dirt-covered. They're MOLES.

[ladytalon.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that's different, cause you basically had to be the surrogate mother. I've had to do that, too. Boy, is that not pleasant or what. ;)

I don't know much about moles, but I wonder if the dirt might act as insulation till their fur grows in.