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Rescuing a baby flying-fox in a tree: this is Harlow

Harlow is a 6 week old baby Black Flying-Fox who lost her mum when she was electrocuted on powerlines; baby Harlow was heard in the tree below for over 24 hours but nobody spotted her until the lovely MOP (member of public) saw her and called for rescue. By the time I arrived she had climbed from car height to around 3 metres and I couldn't reach her, which meant that I just had to improvise (seriously the only time I don't have my ladder in the car..!) I used a pole and a cloth on the end, and after cutting some of the brushy branches to provide access, I fished her down by insisting she climbed onto my padded cloths on the end of the pole. Harlow, being just over 6 weeks old, is well old enough to know her life wasn't meant to be like she was finding it, so she was quite distraught and cried a lot. We had a short nap together where I wrapped her and had her next to me so she could hear my breathing and heartbeat and she quietened down, but then I got a call from my Dad who said my Mum was very unwell, so in case I had to spend all night over there, I dropped little Harlow to Seamorn where she was able to get the attention she needed overnight. Don't worry, my Mum is mostly fine with a few tricky issues which are being sorted but are time consuming. Seamorn has Billi Maree in care, and the funny thing was that Billi Maree was totally outraged that there was another bat in HER home, wanting attention from HER human mum. She threw a huge tantrum about sharing, even though she never saw Harlow, just heard her crying in another room and most likely smelled her. Once I picked up Harlow, Seamorn took Billi Maree on a tour of the apartment to show her the interloper had been vanquished and would no longer be a problem. I found another carer with a Black FF pup around the same age in her care, so I arranged transport for this stressed little girl to get herself a new buddy and learn about life as a spoiled rotten baby before being released through creche. She has settled down into a kind of quiet acceptance of her new life, without really understanding what has happened. It will take about a week before she learns to participate in her new life and start to live and trust again. She'll get there, though she may retain her feisty independence rather than becoming a snuggle bunny and dependent on humans. As story endings go, this is just a beginning for her, and she's getting the best care possible given that nothing can bring her mother back. When the hand raised babies are 3 months old, they go into a creche, where they join other orphans and form a group. At this stage they'd be separating from this batty mums and be becoming more independent in the colony. In creche, at this age, they learn batty etiquette and how to live in a batty society. They shrug off their human mums and want to be with the other batties. When they are emotionally and physically ready, and uninjured, and around 4-5 months old, they’re put into a release cage under a colony and they can integrate into the colony and fly out with the wild bats. If they can’t find enough food, they can always come back to the cage for a feed. Support feeding is put up on the outside of the cage for as long as they are coming back and eating it. When the colony flies out for winter, they have fully integrated and fly out with them.