hitting hard times :(

So I've done the unthinkable: re-homed a few of my pets. The last ferret I took in has gone to stay with my step-sister. He seems happier there. He lived alone before he came to me and I don't think living with Static and Stella was his cup of tea. So now he has free run of the house quite often and it seems to be working out for everyone. Honey and Milkshake now live with a dear friend. I just never got as attached to them as I did Hairy and Minuit. I think it was too soon... I was trying to help Minuit out by getting her a housemate, but then she died leaving the new rat alone so I ended up buying a newer rat to keep the new rat company. If I'd known Minuit was gonna die anyway I wouldn't have bought the first one to begin with. So that was just a thing I did that didn't work out as I'd hoped...

Anyway, I also sent my gliders to live elsewhere. There was some weirdness going on with them that I could just no longer deal with. A rat, a mouse, the last hermit crab, and the hamster have died. The last time I tried to post a memorial PhotoBucket was being a dick and I never came back to it. I guess I have some catching up to do.

I still have more of a houseful than I need, but I have a hard time parting ways with my kids. Speaking of fur kids something is wrong with Scooter and I hope, Hope, HOPE it works itself out SOON because I certainly do not have the money to take him to the vet. He's had diarrhea and been vomiting for like a week and I've done everything I know of to fix him. I haven't switched foods on him, I've given him dewormer (just in case), I've made sure there's nothing un-foody around that he could be getting into. I just don't know what else could be going on. I treated them all for fleas with CHEMICALS! - which I'm normally opposed to doing, but nothing else is working. The fleas are MONSTEROUS this year. 😟 I wonder if that could have jacked him up.

Speaking of diarrhea - Scooter's just been going where ever he goes. For the most part he's done pretty well considering that there's no one home to let him out mid-day anymore, but now that he's sick all bets are off. And he likes to do his business in the big room where the floor is concrete or cement or whatever. Which you know - is porous. It's like trying to mop up wet poo from a sidewalk or something - it just doesn't work. So my house smells like sickly shit right now and it pretty much grosses me out. I actually feel a little nauseated because of it. But I have not found a way to get it completely up - most of what I do seems to just... rub it in. Mayhaps that's something I can work on in a bit. Suggestions?

Rest in Peace

I chose this picture of Cleo because Shadow remembered that she was a good momma... the first thing he said when we found her was "Will her babies be ok?" (They're grown; they will.)

Goodbye, my little fat hammy. 😭

Sammy, I've dreaded this day since the day I met you. I wish you were not gone, but I know you needed the rest. Time was starting to wear on your old bones and it showed. Sleep peacefully, love.

ROBO HAMSTERS: Meet Smurf and Smurfette

ALSO... we got these little guys, too. They are Roborovski Hamsters, called "Robo" for short. They are the smallest in the hamster family and also the friendliest. They're as big as they're going to get except for maybe a little fatter. They are EXTREMELY fast... it's like they fricken' teleport or something. We lost one shortly after we got him home... but we found him (thank goodness). They are just darling... I want to eat them like candy! I let Shadow name them, hence the weird names... but at least Smurf and Smurfette kind of fit because they are so tiny... (though we have no idea the sex of either... no one could tell us.) *shrugs* Anyhoo, here they are. 😍