It is with great sadness that we report to you that Molebert passed away at about 10 am this morning. Apparently the ant bites were too much for the little fellow, since he’d been taking food, water, and formula as well as evacuating. Getting up and feeding him every three hours 24×7 made us get quite attached to the wee thing and we were hoping that he’d live.
I’m very angry at the wildlife rehab people. We probably called 40-50 people trying to find out what to do with/for Molebert. I left very detailed messages. Only 2 of them bothered to call me back. One was going to come get him but I never heard from her again and I have no idea what number I reached her at in the first place. The other was a wildlife refuge in San Antonio. What the wildlife rehab people mean when they say “small mammals” is “squirrels”. They don’t care about anything that’s not either “glamorous” (endangered or nearly endangered animals like owls, hawks, turtles, etc.) or “cute” (squirrels & rabbits).
I got more help from a vet at the Brox Zoo in New York that I did from my own state. It’s pretty sad when a New Yorker is nicer to you than a Texan.