CRI
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Ha, he does look nervous. I actually wish he and Mal were a little MORE nervous around Breeze, just in case. He sleeps with his eyes open at the best of times though
Self-indulgent pet thread
- Thread starter ShiftyBagLady
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Here's some pictures of Bill and Ben, two seven year old brothers (fitches/polecat marking). We've been fostering them since November 2011. In their former lives they used to go touring the country as racers/PR ferrets. Lovely boys but totally unused to other ferrets when they arrived. It took us a year and half to integrate them and its only recently that the others will play with them. Ben is still stand offish. Ben is a ham. Sits in your arms and bats his eyes at you. Bill is an explorer and great on walks.
Ben:
Bill:
Last year Bill escaped and picked a fight with next door's terrier. He lost. I had to prize the terrier's jaws apart to let him out. He had massive bruising and a hernia and I really thought we were going to lose him. But he's recovered and is back to his old self. He's actually gunning for a rematch. If we'd let he'd march straight back over there.
Poor Ben died of suspected lymphoma on Sunday. Under the weather and very underweight all last week -on steroids and high energy food. Took him to the vet on Saturday for updates and new medicine and actually went for a walk in the woods by the vets with him. He seemed happy that day. Pottering about snorkling through the leaves and he had his head out of the window on the way back home. Sunday was another matter. Any food including liquid food causing him visible pain. He could barely move. Took him for his final visit to the emergency vet Sunday evening. I know it sounds corny but brother Bill is wandering round like a lost soul. Before he came to us he spent most of his life along with his brother going to corporate events and ferret racing and dancing for crowds. The gentlest ferret you could imagine, people would hold him and fall in love with him.
Manter
Lunch Mob
Could be mites- easy to treat. Or stress... Less soCatisthenics last night on the bed. Taking her to vets next week as I think she's been licking her lower torso and back legs a bit threadbare for the last few weeks for some reason
DotCommunist
So many particulars. So many questions.
the portrait of our Tank done by an artist at mums church (its further up in the thread) now hangs proudly in a little arts and books charity cafe just off the high street, Kettering.
The lady has taken a paid commission this week because some bod saw it and wanted his dog rendered in paint so well, jobs a goodun
the pic is complete now with bulging chest muscles and evil claws etc but here is how it was when it was a work in prog:
Tank: winning hearts, minds and commissions.
The lady has taken a paid commission this week because some bod saw it and wanted his dog rendered in paint so well, jobs a goodun
the pic is complete now with bulging chest muscles and evil claws etc but here is how it was when it was a work in prog:
Tank: winning hearts, minds and commissions.
DotCommunist
So many particulars. So many questions.
eh thats hard, but hehad a good life- better that than a drawn out horrible half life of illness.
Thanks.
Unlikely he was going to even survive the night. Something went horribly wrong in his throat and (syringe) feeding him exacerbated it. No doubt at all that it was the right thing to do. Lymphoma's deadly.
Always feel guilty reporting deaths. I don't want to get you all down on a fun thread. But thanks everyone.
Manter
Lunch Mob
DotCommunist
So many particulars. So many questions.
Evil capitalist tank
Great picture
I got him a stovepipe hat and a monocle but he ate them. Tank eats things.
Manter
Lunch Mob
I love jack Russells. They are all lunatics
DotCommunist
So many particulars. So many questions.
this particular bastard is a parsons terrier with the chest/shoulders of pride and muscle that suggests staffy somewhere in his lineage. He's got all the attitude of a terrier but is scaled up a bit. Knee biter rather than ankle biter.
I've grown up with collies you see so am totally used to servile hounds that exist only to get praise from me. Tank doesn't give a flying fuck about praise. When you catch him eating a bin he will look at you briefly then start eating quicker so as to get the most value before you drag him off it. With the collies you could just walk in and they would quiver in the corner in knowledge hat they are being a Bad Dog. Tank just doesn't care. He's Nietzsche with a snout
Manter
Lunch Mob
Sorry,that face looked JR.
He sounds quite a character.... I like hounds so like you am used to a bit more obedience.
DotCommunist
So many particulars. So many questions.
Parsons and JR are pretty much indistinguishable save for the size. We thought we had a JR but it just kept growing and eating.
DotCommunist
So many particulars. So many questions.
also I suspect he has the staff in him too. Or similar. Chests too big. Wish he had a staff temper though, they are maligned but if you raise them right they are gentle
Manter
Lunch Mob
I don't know why that reminded me, but...
Mate is a vet. She volunteers in a blue cross centre, and a guy came in with a Rottweiler puppy he'd bought from a guy in the pub that wasn't growing and wasn't eating.
It was a Black and Tan guinea pig
DotCommunist
So many particulars. So many questions.
epic fail
Manter
Lunch Mob
He kept going 'I'll fucking kill him' and punching the table. She said it was quite scary, and only funny in retrospect...
CRI
Registered Chooser
Catisthenics last night on the bed. Taking her to vets next week as I think she's been licking her lower torso and back legs a bit threadbare for the last few weeks for some reason
Aaaaaaaand stretch! Hope you find out what the itching is about and it's easy to sort.
So sorry to hear this and hope he didn't suffer too much or too long. Will Bill be ok on his own? Is it possible to introduce another companion or is that just not a thing with ferrets.
the portrait of our Tank done by an artist at mums church (its further up in the thread) now hangs proudly in a little arts and books charity cafe just off the high street, Kettering.
The lady has taken a paid commission this week because some bod saw it and wanted his dog rendered in paint so well, jobs a goodun
the pic is complete now with bulging chest muscles and evil claws etc but here is how it was when it was a work in prog:
Tank: winning hearts, minds and commissions.
Tank by name, Tank by nature (and a great name.) Quick question - what are Jack Russells called in America? I thought Parson Russell was just a US name for them, but doesn't look like that's so.
LOL but, of course I want to know what happened to the poor mistaken ID guinea pig! If piggies don't eat for like 4 hours, they can die
And no, they don't like Pedigree Chum.
Puddy_Tat
happy mew year
Ferrets are cliquey little animals. Bill has been accepted by the main group so he has lots of company but he probably won't play with them or (most of them) with him. Sandy and Millie might mother him if he starts getting too pathetic and Toby will play with him although I'm not sure if he trusts any of those enough to let them. With a bit of luck he will bond with Flapjack who used to be his and Ben's worst enemy but now seems taken with him.
CRI
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Ah, so ferrets sound alot like humans then!
It's good he won't be completely on his own and there might be hope he can find a close buddy again.
Schmetterling
I saw something nasty in the woodshed!
The cone of shame.
She's got to wear it till Friday, that's when she has her stitches out. The vet said to keep her calm but seriously, she's a lab, there's no hope!
Not sure which part is the crueller bit: the cone of shame or the non-existent, yet enticing, bone!
