S'more - June 2008 to July 19, 2010
S'more and her 3 sisters and mom arrived on October 30th. Their mom was having to move suddenly and would have to move into a friend's home. The friend said "no rats" so their mom found an adopter 4 months earlier. Of course during the last week the adopter changed her mind and the girls had nowhere to go. The friend would practically pass out when you said the word "rat" she was so irrationally frightened. So I took them in so they didn't end up on a cold porch with winter arriving. They were supposed to stay until she found another home, with a promised cage to be bought for the adopter and all medical needs taken care of, including a future tumour removal. Until I mentioned that S'more needed her inguinal tumour removed. Never heard from her again.
I wanted to get it removed myself but every time I got even close to considering it, another emergency came up that was more important than an elective surgery on an older girl. :(
The mass became huge and she still happily figured out ways to haul it around...she was a bright small soul, who started off very unsure and even bit me on occasion if I wasn't paying attention. By the end she was a doll. This weekend her tumour ruptured and became infected and she was pts this morning.
RIP sweet black thang!
Her fur was all rusted when they arrived but with good food and care she ended up a sleek dark brown/black girl
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S'more and her 3 sisters and mom arrived on October 30th. Their mom was having to move suddenly and would have to move into a friend's home. The friend said "no rats" so their mom found an adopter 4 months earlier. Of course during the last week the adopter changed her mind and the girls had nowhere to go. The friend would practically pass out when you said the word "rat" she was so irrationally frightened. So I took them in so they didn't end up on a cold porch with winter arriving. They were supposed to stay until she found another home, with a promised cage to be bought for the adopter and all medical needs taken care of, including a future tumour removal. Until I mentioned that S'more needed her inguinal tumour removed. Never heard from her again.
I wanted to get it removed myself but every time I got even close to considering it, another emergency came up that was more important than an elective surgery on an older girl. :(
The mass became huge and she still happily figured out ways to haul it around...she was a bright small soul, who started off very unsure and even bit me on occasion if I wasn't paying attention. By the end she was a doll. This weekend her tumour ruptured and became infected and she was pts this morning.
RIP sweet black thang!
Her fur was all rusted when they arrived but with good food and care she ended up a sleek dark brown/black girl
g
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