parsnipbun
Wise Old Thumper
I don't want to post on the Rainbow Bridge as I don't want it tobe real. I feel so awful. I'm all alone and he just went half and hour ago. On Thursday I found him on his side, and then he moved but onto his other side - and then stopped eating and of course he was straight down the vets and since then we've been support feeding etc and pain killer and yesterday stared Lapizole just in case it was EC and tilt was going to start. No-one could see anything physically wrobg at all.
- but he never seemed to really take it all in - even when we picked him up and held him - even though they could find nothing wrong with him. Two nights ago I satyed with him all night, then last night it was steve - then this morning we both had to go out and when I got back his poor little face was between the bars of the cage - he was resting his chin on the bar and laying very still - and when I picked him up he sort of fitted and rolled - and then died in my arms 5 minutes later before I could get to the vet (I had just got to the car).
I feel so bad - it was like he was waiting for me to come home before he could go - but his face looked like it had all been such an effort to wait. he was only 6 and we just got him from rescue in June this year - he was a huge huge character and so intelligent - Caroline Collings had called him Biggles and we called him Quickthorn. I loved him so much and I hope he knew that even though he was one of so many here. I can't believe he's gone. We thought he would be with us for years.
I just don't know what happened.
Here he is on the right with his wifebun Thistle who he loved . . . this is her second loss this year as she was with Sweet Pea our very elderly gent who had to leave us in May as his time had come.
I feel so bad - seems so silly tobe typing but I'm all alone. I just want to see his lovely face again and not the image of it desperately waiting for me.
- but he never seemed to really take it all in - even when we picked him up and held him - even though they could find nothing wrong with him. Two nights ago I satyed with him all night, then last night it was steve - then this morning we both had to go out and when I got back his poor little face was between the bars of the cage - he was resting his chin on the bar and laying very still - and when I picked him up he sort of fitted and rolled - and then died in my arms 5 minutes later before I could get to the vet (I had just got to the car).
I feel so bad - it was like he was waiting for me to come home before he could go - but his face looked like it had all been such an effort to wait. he was only 6 and we just got him from rescue in June this year - he was a huge huge character and so intelligent - Caroline Collings had called him Biggles and we called him Quickthorn. I loved him so much and I hope he knew that even though he was one of so many here. I can't believe he's gone. We thought he would be with us for years.
I just don't know what happened.
Here he is on the right with his wifebun Thistle who he loved . . . this is her second loss this year as she was with Sweet Pea our very elderly gent who had to leave us in May as his time had come.
I feel so bad - seems so silly tobe typing but I'm all alone. I just want to see his lovely face again and not the image of it desperately waiting for me.
