I don’t normally interfere with mother nature in progress. I usually let her do her thing and assume that it will work out for the best. The individual gets sacrificed to make the species better. That’s what natural selection is all about. But yesterday, we interfered. We have fire ants here which are not a native species. They’ve driven several species here, like the horned toad, to the brink of extinction. Well, the fire ants had a baby mole that they were in the process of killing. We rescued him and I’m getting ready to go spend some money on this little guy because he needs some kind of nourishment. I hope that the soy milk and the kitten bottle keep him alive until they come for Molebert. They won’t tell me how to care for him and if I don’t hand him over to someone I don’t know, they’ll report me to the state and I’ll have to pay a big fine. The short story is that they’re coming to take Molebert away tomorrow. I never wanted to keep him as a pet. I’ve been trying to find his mother’s den but haven’t had much success. Now, if I find his mother, I won’t be able to return him.
If someone knows anything about baby moles, please drop me a line. I rescued a little guy from an bunch of ants. He looks like he’s a bit older – he has hair and wobbles around. I’m not sure if the wobbling is caused by the ant bites or because he’s just a little guy. Any way, he’s really cute and I’d like to see him live. I’ve given him some water, dryer lint to nest in, a grass hopper, and a very small earth worm. I don’t have a good way to keep him warm so I’ve left him in the garage
If he’s still alive tomorrow, I’ll stop at the bait store and buy him some worms. I tried to dig some up out in the yard, since everything says they eat earthworms. I didn’t find any though so as a last resort, I will purchase some. I just hope that they’re small enough for him to eat.