Three years ago today, I collected the bundle of skin and bones that was my Alfred.
He got EC when he was still a baby, which stunted his growth. The breeder kept him until he'd finished his medication and his symptoms had died down, and then we brought him home. He met Rosy Posy, his sister, and the size difference was clear to see. Weighing only 600g, at nearly 12 weeks old, he was dwarfed by his healthy sister of the same age.
He then, unfortunately, relapsed a few days later due to the stress. We were back and forth to the vets, and with every visit it seemed like it was getting closer to having to let him go to the bridge as he was deteriorating at an alarming rate. I can safely say that those few weeks were some of the worst I can remember. He hated me - and I mean hated - despite only being little, all he'd known from me was horrible vet visits and medications.
Thankfully, just when he seemed like he'd reached the point of no return, he picked up and to this day, he has not relapsed. He was neutered, fuelling his hatred of me even more, and bonded with Rosy Posy at long last. It was then that he actually began to like me :lol:
They really did love each other
But then, when Alfie went into the vets for some investigations and Rosy didn't go with him (error on my part) Rosy rejected him They never did rebond, despite my many attempts. Rosy Posy ended up being rehomed, as it was not fair to keep her by herself outside, and Alfie came to live with me inside. He's so much happier away from Roo (she was a bit of a bully!) and I honestly love him being inside
These three years have literally flown by - we've probably spent around 4 grand on him, at least 3 of that on treatment! but I absolutely adore my little boy
29/10/11 - 29/10/14
I love you so very much, Alfred xxx
He got EC when he was still a baby, which stunted his growth. The breeder kept him until he'd finished his medication and his symptoms had died down, and then we brought him home. He met Rosy Posy, his sister, and the size difference was clear to see. Weighing only 600g, at nearly 12 weeks old, he was dwarfed by his healthy sister of the same age.
He then, unfortunately, relapsed a few days later due to the stress. We were back and forth to the vets, and with every visit it seemed like it was getting closer to having to let him go to the bridge as he was deteriorating at an alarming rate. I can safely say that those few weeks were some of the worst I can remember. He hated me - and I mean hated - despite only being little, all he'd known from me was horrible vet visits and medications.
Thankfully, just when he seemed like he'd reached the point of no return, he picked up and to this day, he has not relapsed. He was neutered, fuelling his hatred of me even more, and bonded with Rosy Posy at long last. It was then that he actually began to like me :lol:
They really did love each other
But then, when Alfie went into the vets for some investigations and Rosy didn't go with him (error on my part) Rosy rejected him
They never did rebond, despite my many attempts. Rosy Posy ended up being rehomed, as it was not fair to keep her by herself outside, and Alfie came to live with me inside. He's so much happier away from Roo (she was a bit of a bully!) and I honestly love him being inside These three years have literally flown by - we've probably spent around 4 grand on him, at least 3 of that on treatment! but I absolutely adore my little boy
29/10/11 - 29/10/14
I love you so very much, Alfred xxx
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