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Phoebe was a sweet cinnamon agouti girl that came to us nearly 5 weeks ago as a rescue. She was surrendered in a tiny shoe box from 2 kids (19) who i was not impressed with - but I couldnt put my finger on WHY.
I asked them all the right questions and had them sign all the right papers...they guaranteed me w/ their signatures that she was NOT pregnant or ill to their knowledge. Yet both my husband & I felt wary.
She was barely 6 weeks old when she came to us, tiny and so very sweet, even though she was quite frightened for a couple of weeks...she startled easily but was so loving and sweet. We decided right then that she was not going to be rehomed at ANY time in the future - she was meant to be with us as one of our 'Charmed Ones'....so we named her Phoebe. Still, something just didnt FEEL right.
2 weeks later we found out why we had that feeling. She had 2 rittens. That was 2 and a half weeks ago. She seems freaked out, but fine. She thrived and they did too. One female, one male and they are BOTH the spit & image of their mama.
Everything was going along great. Then yesterday I picked her up and she was like a bag of bones! In less than 8 hours it was like half of her body weight just disappeared. BUt otherwise, she was fine. She was a picky eater - so NOTHING we offered her, she wanted. Until we tried the tuna fish - she SCARFED that. She even got frisky after, popcornning and playing!
Today she was great. Until nearly 7 pm when my husband got home (I was at the store). He called my cell stating he was quite concerned. What he described to me sounded just like what happened to Nimbus the first back in the summer. Less than an hour later, she shuddered once and died. She has 2 un-weaned 2.5 week old babies.
Its heartbreaking. AND Im so pissed I cant even see straight. I WANT these asses that surrendered her to me and LIED. Had we known she was pregnant, we could have supplemented her diet. We could have taken her to the vet...****. knowledge is the key to everything. They lied. And I want their asses on a silver platter served up to me.
Thats what I want, but I know better. I also want a billion dollars to fall out of the sky and into my lap - but I doubt that will happen either. Im not a violent person. Im just angry & hurt on Phoebe's behalf...and to be honest, on my own behalf as well. If I intend on continuing accepting surrenders, I need to develop a tougher skin I guess, but **** if know howto do that.
Phoebe, my sweet girl, you deserved better. You were so accepting of everything and everyone and the people that should have looked out for you, didnt. I WISH you could have stayed longer - I wanted to spoil you for a long lifetime & work on giving you the life that you SHOULD have had from day one.
Breathe easy, sweet girl. KNOW that you ARE missed, & you were loved. You ARE loved.
I asked them all the right questions and had them sign all the right papers...they guaranteed me w/ their signatures that she was NOT pregnant or ill to their knowledge. Yet both my husband & I felt wary.
She was barely 6 weeks old when she came to us, tiny and so very sweet, even though she was quite frightened for a couple of weeks...she startled easily but was so loving and sweet. We decided right then that she was not going to be rehomed at ANY time in the future - she was meant to be with us as one of our 'Charmed Ones'....so we named her Phoebe. Still, something just didnt FEEL right.
2 weeks later we found out why we had that feeling. She had 2 rittens. That was 2 and a half weeks ago. She seems freaked out, but fine. She thrived and they did too. One female, one male and they are BOTH the spit & image of their mama.
Everything was going along great. Then yesterday I picked her up and she was like a bag of bones! In less than 8 hours it was like half of her body weight just disappeared. BUt otherwise, she was fine. She was a picky eater - so NOTHING we offered her, she wanted. Until we tried the tuna fish - she SCARFED that. She even got frisky after, popcornning and playing!
Today she was great. Until nearly 7 pm when my husband got home (I was at the store). He called my cell stating he was quite concerned. What he described to me sounded just like what happened to Nimbus the first back in the summer. Less than an hour later, she shuddered once and died. She has 2 un-weaned 2.5 week old babies.
Its heartbreaking. AND Im so pissed I cant even see straight. I WANT these asses that surrendered her to me and LIED. Had we known she was pregnant, we could have supplemented her diet. We could have taken her to the vet...****. knowledge is the key to everything. They lied. And I want their asses on a silver platter served up to me.
Thats what I want, but I know better. I also want a billion dollars to fall out of the sky and into my lap - but I doubt that will happen either. Im not a violent person. Im just angry & hurt on Phoebe's behalf...and to be honest, on my own behalf as well. If I intend on continuing accepting surrenders, I need to develop a tougher skin I guess, but **** if know howto do that.
Phoebe, my sweet girl, you deserved better. You were so accepting of everything and everyone and the people that should have looked out for you, didnt. I WISH you could have stayed longer - I wanted to spoil you for a long lifetime & work on giving you the life that you SHOULD have had from day one.
Breathe easy, sweet girl. KNOW that you ARE missed, & you were loved. You ARE loved.
*hugs* The one bright light in her life was you. They always know. *more hugs*
