In a message dated 98-12-24 23:28:11 EST, you write:

<<  I looked down, and there on the ground below where a car had
 been moments before, was a baby rodent, barely beyond pinky stage.  I
 picked the baby up, finished talking to the mom, and got in my car,
 and on the phone to call my husband and ask him to locate the local
 wildlife rescue.  As I pulled away, my oil pan became dislodged, so my
 dh  had two tasks for me.  While I was waiting for him to call me back
 I inspected the baby, and it was clearly dehydrated, so of course I
 nursed it.  Dribbled milk into it's mouth.  My daughters were
 fascinated!  Finally DH found a mechanic, I drove there, and one of
 the owners has raised many baby rodents.  I didn't have time to take
 the pup to anyone that night so I put her on a heating pad in a bowl
 by our bed, offered breastmilk a few times and that baby slept through
 the night.  The next day, after another breastmilk feed I brought the
 pup in, told 'em what I'd fed her and told them I didn't think their
 suggestion of water only was a good idea.  The pup looked great by then >>

Your story really touched me.  How many people upon seeing a baby rodent would
actually care enough to try and take care of it, let alone offer it their own
milk?  That is one of the sweetest stories I have ever heard.  Pat yourself on
the back, you are one in a million!

Kim Sherwood in upstate NY