
I'm probably not writing this post from the best of places. It's been a long, hard week. Parts of it, horrible. But other parts filled with those moments when you look at your children and admire their strength and bravery in the midst of things that are just plain hard.
I've questioned how much of this story to tell here. When we first moved back to Maryland and lived on my grandmother's farm, my uncle once said to me, "Life on a farm is tough." And indeed, we've learned that lesson many times over in our little family.
I'll start at the beginning and share briefly without digging into the details that I've had to rehash over and over this week.
On Friday morning, my girls were in the kitchen baking muffins for breakfast. We always leave the doors to our mudroom open during nice weather. The dog has her bed out there and we like her to be able to come and go--she's a good watch dog and always investigates anything that seems "off" around our house.
But this Friday morning, Ruby was inside, lounging in the kitchen, most likely taking advantage of the sloppy baking going on. When Mary heard something crying, she went to the kitchen door to discover a raccoon on the mudroom. She frantically came to find me and when I discovered it, I blasted through the door to yell at it and get it off our porch.
The worst part of all, was that the raccoon was killing our kittens, just about 8 weeks old. When I ran after it, it dropped the one in its mouth. The girls, coming out behind me, didn't realize the kitten was dead and begn to pet it to comfort it.
Throughout the course of the rest of the day, we'd find the mother cat, badly injured, and the rest of the kittens, dead....all except for one that we named Cora. Cora was loved on and spoiled for the rest of the weekend. Her mother nursed her some, napped with her occasionally, but was pretty badly hurt and not her mothering self. But Cora was scooped up by our family, loved on, spoiled. We brought her in to the kitchen where the girls set up a special corner for her, with food and water and a pillow to sleep on. It seemed like all the grief was poured out in love for Cora, even my own sadness and disgust for all that had happened. Loving on her made everything feel okay. We had Cora.
In the wee hours Sunday morning, I woke up with a thought that kept me from sleeping for the rest of the night. Though the raccoon on the mudroom was fluffy and healthy, it suddenly occured to me that the girls had touched the dead kitten that was covered in the saliva from the raccoon. Though they washed their hands, who knows in those minutes between if they touched their mouths, rubbed their eyes?
Then there was the mother cat. We eventually made the decision later in the weekend to put her down. But was she injured by the raccoon? For safety reasons, we had to assume that yes, she was, and for this reason, she'd now exposed Cora, the kitten we'd been loving on all weekend.

So with dread, I sent my pediatrician an email Sunday night, explaining the situation to her. She wrote me back right away--the girls, especially Mary and Elizabeth, who touched the dead kitten would have to be treated for rabies. And the rest of the family, would most likely have to be treated too, because of the interaction with Cora.
So I called her husband, who happens to be our vet. Yes, our veterinarian and our pediatrican are married. I wonder what their conversations were that night around the dinner table. The vet confirmed what I worried would be true, the whole family needed to be treated. We needed to go to the ER.
And worst of all, we had to face what needed to be done with Cora.
So Monday morning, I spent hours on the phone, with doctors, vets, the health department...telling my story over and over. Hearing recommendations, some that completely contradicted another. I got texts on my phone from other family vets while in the ER with more questions, more possible scenarios, more recommendations.
But rabies is something you can't take chances with. We all got treated. Though the chances our whole family was exposed to rabies is probably miniscule, who wants to flirt with the alternatives?
Treatment for rabies involves shots, lots of them. The first day of treatment Dan and I had 8 shots, the girls had anywhere from four down to two, for Birdy. Mary and Elizabeth especially are mortified of shots. Even that description seems like an understatement. It was horrible.
Yesterday we went back for round two. We'll go again, two more rounds to go.
In the meantime, I feel wiped out. I feel drained. I can't finish the story, the Cora part because my kids don't know how the story ended yet. But I think that part, hurt me the most. You know? She was that one bright spot.
But you know, my kids are amazing. Though they may buckle at times, and we've all had our moments, they are so strong and resilient. It's remarkable. They clench their teeth, they cry and ask if it could be some other way, but then they face the reality and handle it with bravery despite their fear.
So, thanks friends, for listening to this long story. Keep our little family in your thoughts, prayers.
xo.
I'm so sorry. I also grew up in the country and most of my pets met similarly terrible ends. The worst was when our dog was run over by the school bus right in front of me and my brother. And this could have happened anywhere. Death is always hard, and I'm keeping you and your family in my thoughts.
Posted by: The Lazy Fair | 19 October 2012 at 12:46 PM
Tremendous heartache.
Tremendous bravery.
I am reaching out, with
compassion and sympathy, and
offering my deepest regards.
We recently lost a dear pet to
a raccoon... it was a process long, slow
and full of heartache.
(((hugs))) for each of you.
Posted by: Natalie, the Chickenblogger | 19 October 2012 at 12:47 PM
that is so hard. I'm sorry. take care.
Posted by: Eireann | 19 October 2012 at 12:51 PM
that is so hard. I'm sorry. take care.
Posted by: Eireann | 19 October 2012 at 12:52 PM
Oh, sweet, sweet Molly. I am so sorry. What a heartbreaking situation all around. Sending love and peace to all of you...xoxo
Posted by: betsy | 19 October 2012 at 12:53 PM
Hugs to you Molly. Those kinds of moments in life are always so hard.
Posted by: rachel | buttons magee | 19 October 2012 at 01:08 PM
Oh Molly! I am so sorry. Your poor sweet girls. I know how my girls would react and I can sympathize. It is heartbreaking. Hugs.
Posted by: Molly Irwin | 19 October 2012 at 01:12 PM
Oh Molly! I am so sorry. Your poor sweet girls. I know how my girls would react and I can sympathize. It is heartbreaking. Hugs.
Posted by: Molly Irwin | 19 October 2012 at 01:13 PM
oh, molly! how awful! thinking of you and sending lots of hugs for all of you. xoxoxo
Posted by: Erin | house on hill road | 19 October 2012 at 01:37 PM
I'm so sorry for all those losses, and the fear that went along with it all. :(
Posted by: Erin Wilson | 19 October 2012 at 01:59 PM
What a terrible thing to go through! I'm sorry, Molly.
Posted by: amy h | 19 October 2012 at 02:14 PM
Oh, that is so awful! So, so sad. I am so very sorry for you all and am sending all the best wishes your way.
Posted by: Sarah R. | 19 October 2012 at 02:27 PM
Oh gosh, how terrible! I can only imagine how awful an ordeal this has (and will continue) to be. My thoughts and prayers are with you!
Posted by: beki | 19 October 2012 at 02:31 PM
Oh I'm so sorry. How incredibly hard. xx
Posted by: Beth | 19 October 2012 at 02:42 PM
I'm so sorry this happened to you and your family. Sending healing thoughts to you.
Posted by: Melanie Routhier | 19 October 2012 at 02:51 PM
Molly, I had heard bits and pieces but reading it just makes me feel so bad for all you and your family went through. Those kittens were adorable when we visited this summer. You did what was needed and everyone is safe, that's the blessing to carry you forward
Posted by: Pam | 19 October 2012 at 03:08 PM
Sending many thoughts and prayers your way.
Posted by: Pam | 19 October 2012 at 03:33 PM
i am sorry, molly. thinking of you. xoxo.
Posted by: amisha | 19 October 2012 at 04:20 PM
Oh, I'm so sorry.
Posted by: pamela | 19 October 2012 at 04:58 PM
Oh Molly I am so sorry. What a terrible experience for everyone. I'm thinking of you guys.
Posted by: Mama Urchin | 19 October 2012 at 06:50 PM
Oh, my, Molly! Your girls have been brave, indeed. I hope this nightmare is over soon for you.
Posted by: Lisa Clarke | 19 October 2012 at 08:11 PM
Beaming kindest thoughts you-ward. I am so sorry.
Posted by: Susan | 19 October 2012 at 09:40 PM
Oh, Molly.
No words, of course. Just tremendous, overwhelming thoughts of strength, and courage, and compassion, heading your way.
One step at a time, my friend.
xo,
Molly
Posted by: Molly | 19 October 2012 at 09:44 PM
oh, molly....
two years ago (or more?) our kids were playing with 'barn kitties' at my in-laws farm. after their visit the kittens were mysteriously dying off... in the middle of a conversation with my father-in-law it dawned on him that maybe rabies was involved... the incidence is sky high in some states... Pennsylvania, for instance, where they were.
so, in the middle of a back-to-school whirlwind week, we had to spring into immediate action (it had already been 4 days or more) and go to the ER. same story...(although i think more shots) and i was with each of my three kids each time... oh, mercy. so hard... life lessons.
silver lining: my kids are GREAT with shots and not very fearful of the ER. they are covered for other rabies incidences for quite some time (5? 10? can't remember...) living on a farm, it will give you peace of mind, although it will stink until your series is done. i will pray for you and your kiddos..
xoxo
Posted by: beth lehman | 19 October 2012 at 10:46 PM
I am feeling for you guys (and grateful that we live on an island with no rabies).
Posted by: Ali | 20 October 2012 at 02:25 AM
Oh my goodness Molly. I cannot believe this. How terribly tragic. I am thinking of you all and thinking you might need a pick-me-up real soon! {{hugs}}
Posted by: Katie Pertiet | 20 October 2012 at 08:16 AM
another reason to be grateful for days that are just ordinary, right? i am so sorry your family had to go through such heart ache!
Posted by: carol | 20 October 2012 at 08:56 AM
Oh, I'm so sorry! You are correct that children and mamas and papas - we are all strong and resilient, but dang, that's a rough situation. My heart is hurting for you.
Posted by: helen | 20 October 2012 at 09:14 AM
Lots of love and prayers coming your way.
Posted by: Emerald | 20 October 2012 at 10:02 AM
Heartbreaking, from beginning to end. I will lift your family up in prayer.
Posted by: Liz | 20 October 2012 at 10:47 AM
Molly, my mama's heart is full of love and prayers for you and your family. These choices we make for the nurture and care of our families, they are made with courage and uncertainty and utmost love. Well Done.
Posted by: Taunia | 20 October 2012 at 11:30 AM
Oh dear or dear! I am so sorry! How very sad :-(
Just last week one of dear hens was killed by a raccoon. My 13yo daughter found her when she went out to do the morning chicken chores. We had thought their coop was perfectly secure. Not so much, as it turns out.
My heart goes out to you and your children.
Posted by: Ellie | 20 October 2012 at 12:54 PM
What a terrible story, you are so strong. My love to you all. xxBrenda
Posted by: Brenda | 20 October 2012 at 07:46 PM
Hugs to all of you. Living on a farm always has its hard times but this is one of the scariest. Thank heaven for modern medicine. Thank heaven for the strength of children.
Posted by: Karen in PA | 20 October 2012 at 08:37 PM
Oh I can't even imagine. The strength of children is amazing but you know who they get that resilience from right? ;) Prayers and thoughts for your family as you recover from this horrible experience. Hope next week brings joy and laughter.
Posted by: Brittany | 20 October 2012 at 10:03 PM
My heart is breaking for you. How incredibly awful! Take comfort in knowing you are all safe and healthy, though.
Posted by: Kelly C | 20 October 2012 at 11:39 PM
We live in Egypt where every stray dog and cat is suspect. And there are lots of strays. We have all had the preventative series (except for my youngest who is too young) but would still face abort her set if we were exposed. Just so awful. Sorry about the kitties.
Posted by: Hanelene | 21 October 2012 at 06:09 AM
How heartbreaking for all of you. This parenting gig is not for the faint of heart, for sure. My best to you and your family.
Posted by: commonwealth | 21 October 2012 at 11:15 AM
Unreal Molly, just unreal. I am so sorry for you and your girls and your entire family. Such a hard and terrible lesson to learn and decision to make. Many prayers. I've had the vaccine (because of a job in a former life) and it really hurt. But, when I was bit by a dog that we hit, that vaccine kept me from going through all the rounds. They gave me 1 and pulled a titer and I was ok. Prayers for peace and comfort.
Posted by: Carrie | 21 October 2012 at 01:31 PM
How very difficult for all of you!! What a brave bunch! As tough as it was to deal with, you were smart to think about the rabies possibility...and deal with it. Sending warm thoughts your way!
Posted by: Melinda Warren | 21 October 2012 at 07:48 PM
I think this year might go down as the year of the raccoon. What a year of horrible losses due to them, all over. You're not alone, farmy friend. Many hugs and a handkerchief.
Posted by: Mary Jo, Five Green Acres | 21 October 2012 at 08:26 PM
Ugh...such an awful couple of days. Sending good thoughts your way.
Posted by: Account Deleted | 21 October 2012 at 10:43 PM
I am so sorry. So many shots? I suppose it is weight related? My eldest (now 15) had them at age 2. She had 7 shots in all, several that first week and then spaced out at intervals. After the first two she cried any time we even drove in the direction of the pediatricians' office, which unfortunately is in our neighborhood. I made all the same calls too. Not that I think anyone else really would have risked telling me "No, you don't need to do those shots." and I wouldn't have listened if they had, but dang it I wanted their opinion! The positive is, she should only ever need a booster if she is bitten.
We don't live on a farm, we have cats, and from our kitchen window we frequently watch racoons get into our garbage - no matter what we try. However, my story is about a bat.
We were in the kitchen cleaning up after dinner, she was in the living room playing and laughing delightedly, yelled "a butterfly"! Wha? It was a windy cold mid-September evening. I stepped into the dining room (on the same level as her bedroom) to see what was up just as she shrieked "a mouse" and the thing FLEW past my face. Yeah, fun times. It was easy to catch and obviously not well - simply dehydrated after being trapped inside the house for a few days? Unfortunately we didn't think of rabies until after we had caught and tossed it's brown batness out into the night. Panic time. Not likely a brown bat in a midwest metropolitan area would be rabid. Still, my 2 year old left her bed nearly every night to climb upstairs to cuddle with us. So her bedroom door was left open every night. She was too little to tell us if she'd been awoken by a flying butterfly/mouse landing on her in the night, and bat bites can be imperceptible... so rabies shots it was.
Then I made her a brown bat costume for Halloween because being scared of the pediatrician was bad enough.
Posted by: Michelle Voelker | 22 October 2012 at 01:43 AM
As for Cora - I am so so so sorry. I am afraid I would be telling white lies for a long long time. Hugs and a prayer for you.
Posted by: Michelle Voelker | 22 October 2012 at 01:49 AM
Molly, I am so sorry you and your family are going through all this. Your words on habit resonated with me this morning, praying that you will see clearly soon.
Posted by: Emma | 22 October 2012 at 08:48 AM
This made me cry! You will all definitely be in my thoughts and prayers.
Posted by: Michelle | 22 October 2012 at 09:19 AM
Thinking of you and your sweet family and praying for lightness and peace to return to your hearts and your home. You are all incredibly brave and resilient.
Posted by: sherri | 22 October 2012 at 01:04 PM
So sorry to hear this heartbreaking story...
Posted by: julie | 22 October 2012 at 01:46 PM
I just want to let you know I will be keeping your family in my thoughts. You have been through quite the ordeal and it will take time to heal. ((hugs))
Posted by: Sew Create It - Jane | 22 October 2012 at 02:21 PM
I am thinking of your family, your bravery is inspiring.
Posted by: shelly | 22 October 2012 at 04:03 PM