22
April
2009

Sweet dreams Erica and Percy.

Erica lasted just a day after my last blog entry. On the Friday night she was sat down the front of my top (for the warmth!!) eating bits of hobnob biscuit so I felt she’d picked up a bit but on Saturday morning it was obvious she wasn’t going to make it so I reheated her heat mat, made her comfortable and left her to go in peace. An hour later she was gone. :(

A week after this I then had to make the most difficult decision there is for my Percy. Deep down I just knew it was time. The vet agreed completely so I said my goodbyes and let him go. I always insist on bringing them home afterwards so Percy is now sleeping in the garden along with all the other meeces I lost recently. I really hope he will be the last for a while now. :cry:

I do however have some good news to report, about time methinks!! My poor Timmy who has been living alone since Pete passed away is so no longer. He is now happily introduced to the calmest of the foster boys (the black tan), now named Henry and the two foster girls who are now called Alice and Hope. They can now all stay permanently as they are living in the ruffy cage that was formerly Tim and Pete’s so at least something good has come from his passing. Given all the sad news recently this is fab and has cheered me up no end. Just two single boys and a pair left to sort out now.

Also Jessica’s chest has cleared up! I suspect it may be something that is going to bother her as she gets older but I can be on the alert for this but for now she is breathing without any noise at all which is a big relief!

 

 

10
April
2009

and worse.

Percy is deteriorating. He used to just about take his weight on his back legs although his movement of them was limited and stiff but now he drags them completely. Obviously this makes it harder for him to get around but more worryingly he has started to develop sore patches on his underside where it drags on the floor. He’s never had normal litter anyway because he couldn’t lift his feet over it so I don’t know how to make things easier for him. He still seems inquisitive and ok in himself but if he gets any worse he won’t really be able to get around his little tank at all and if the sore patches end up with broken skin (which is likely in time) then I just don’t think it’ll be fair to let him go on. Sadly I feel it’s just a matter of time now until I have to make that horrid decision for him. :cry:

And just to make matters worse Erica is ill. Literally in the space of 24 hours she seems to have lost weight and I’m very worried about her. Katy’s sudden death I and Sarah at Starlight Trust put down to her awful genetic background as the vet said their strange wart like growth were a sign that they have very poor genes. With Erica now looking so poorly so soon after and everyone else from their cage fitting fit and full of beans I think its even more likely. I have her in a hospital cage, have put her on anti biotics and childrens echinachea and am trying to tempt her with some high calorie foods. She is eating and drinking but seems so frail, please keep things crossed for my girl. :(

 

 

8
April
2009

And it gets worse :(

My little Katy is dead. Totally unexpected and without warning. Someone please remind me why I do this. :cry:

 

 

2
April
2009

Ergh.

It’s been stress, stress and more stress here recently. The mouse train arranged to get little black foster boy to his new home went off fine until his new owner failed to collect him her end. He spent a week in his travel carrier at one of the transporters homes waiting after which followed a mad panic trying to find a way to get him back to me again. Given it took several weeks to arrange getting him there in the first place this was a tall order and after a few possible leads came to nothing he ended up travelling to yet another show on then onto a new foster place. I spent one hideous weekend madly contacting anyone I could think of that might be able to help whilst generally stressing over where mousey was going to end up while also feeling guilty for letting him go and also helpless at not being able to just go get him! Thankfully in the end a lovely person in the midlands has taken him in for me and he is now safe and well cared for whilst he waits once again for a forever home to come up. Poor little man. :(

To add to this in the last couple of weeks I’ve had Jessica develop a rattly chest and my darling Pete go to the bridge. Jess I’m keeping an eye on as I don’t like to jump straight in with the anti-b’s but it’s still another thing to worry about and as for my Pete, he just seemed to give up. Logically you’d think if anything I’d have lost him when his skin was at it’s worse but it seems it’s quite often the case that they go once they’re on the mend instead. Frustrating and upsetting, which are pretty familiar emotions at the moment unfortunately!

 

 


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