Hubby rescued his 3 when he found them in our barn last October. Their feral mother had been killed-we didn’t know they existed. Appeared to be about 3 weeks old at that time. One was so weak he syringe-fed him for days; the other 2 could barely lap milk. On day 4 of this mission to keep them alive, his buddy said feed them baby food. Yep. We went thru 30 jars (still not sure how a baby eats the foul-smelling stuff). They LOVED it. And yes, it was very messy but it kept them alive.
Hubby rescued his 3 when he found them in our barn last October. Their feral mother had been killed-we didn’t know they existed. Appeared to be about 3 weeks old at that time. One was so weak he syringe-fed him for days; the other 2 could barely lap milk. On day 4 of this mission to keep them alive, his buddy said feed them baby food. Yep. We went thru 30 jars (still not sure how a baby eats the foul-smelling stuff). They LOVED it. And yes, it was very messy but it kept them alive.