The Sound of Contentment

When this infant raccoon was brought into Wild Things Sanctuary here in Ithaca, NY, the rehabilitator did not know if he would survive. Only a few weeks old, one ear caked with blood, he had likely fallen from a nest cavity and been abandoned by the mother.

Getting this little guy to drink from a bottle was going to be a real challenge. Usually the mother will lie on her side or back while the young ones nurse. Eventually she will sit up and hold them up to her teats. Victoria found that by gently rubbing the little one’s back she could induce him to purr. Then he would begin to suckle.

In the following recording, you first hear him begin to purr. Then, after a few seconds, the sound of suckling; he is ready to take the nipple in his mouth . . . . and drain the bottle!

Purring sounds of a captive baby raccoon at Wild Things Sanctuary in Ithaca, New York. Recorded by Bob McGuire on July 5, 20100:00 / 0:00

photo of a baby raccoon being fedIn the background you can hear the calls of several other orphan raccoons. They have just finished a lunch of puppy chow, special raccoon formula, grapes, and yogurt, and are roaming around their enclosure before settling down for a nap. Raccoons are not usually weaned until they are about 12 weeks old. At that point they begin to leave the nest cavity to forage on their own. They will eat almost anything, from grubs and worms, crayfish, wild fruit, small animals, to whatever humans throw in a dumpster.

Raccoons are known to make a variety of sounds including growls, hisses, and screams made during encounters with rivals and other animals; playfull whistles; “chitters” and quiet purrs. Both mothers and infants will purr. It seems to be a way of strengthening the bond between them. I cannot help think about the purring of our cats here at home – a sure sign of contentment.

Coyote Interlude

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eastern_forest_sceneIt is 9:30 pm near our campsite in the Land Between the Lakes National Recreation Area in southwestern Kentucky. Sunset was a few hours ago and the moon is up and almost full. I am standing on a dirt road with a marshy area in front of me and a wooded hillside to my back. The recorder has been on for several minutes, capturing the exquisite early fall chorus of insects. There are also the plops of nuts that have been cut by a foraging flying squirrel and the snap of a twig here and there.

Suddenly I hear the lone wail of a coyote, and the hairs on my back tingle. Even though I know that coyotes prey mainly on small mammals like mice, squirrels, and rabbits, I cannot help feeling vulnerable. Then a second coyote joins in, and a third. Pretty soon there are several of them, calling back and forth. To me these are lonely sounds, but with their own strange beauty.

I recall that at this time of year the coyote family breaks up. The pups leave their home territory to go off and establish territories of their own. What am I hearing? Is this the final family conversation before the pups leave for good? I only wish I could actually see what is going on.

Just as suddenly as the coyotes began, they fall silent, and as I wait for more howls, a distant Barred Owl comes on to say “goodnight”.

Land Between the Lakes, Kentucky

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