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I’m a lousy dog whisperer

I love my puppy. He’s so cute. Sir Grrr: The puppy formerly known as Wicked Prince Charming (which is what’s on all …

The Little Prince

I fell in love while in Florida. When I returned from my cruise, I decided to bring the little guy home with …

SugarGlider Babies Out of Pouch!

My sugar glider, Trinity, now has two new babies that just ventured out of the pouch this weekend. I’ve not handled the …

New House Almost Ready

We have now completed the painting in almost every room. I’ve determined that doing a mural in the living room was probably …

Kitten Woes and Nursing Successes with Pets

The newest member to our family, Cosmo, has had a really rough road. When we picked him up at the vet on Thursday, the vet confided that he didn’t think the was going to make it overnight, but he had.

He also told us that the kitten had a serious concussion and that he had about a 50/50 chance of not making it past the next day. The left side of his head was a mess. He had a ripped ear, a busted nose, a cut lip to go with his concussion. He couldn’t stand up for more than a second before falling over and later on Thursday, he gave up trying to stand at all.

The vet told us that he didn’t think he had been hit, he had probably been tossed out a window and had landed on his head. He said if he had been hit, more than likely he would have died instantly. I told him I would prefer to think it was an accident, thank you very much, and that if people did stuff like that, I’d prefer not to know about it. He laughed at me and shook his head.

Personally, I hope there’s a special place in hell for anyone who would be so cruel to an animal.

The vet wormed him and told us that if he made it, we could bring him in for shots in a week or two. He told us that most important was keeping his body temperature up. Second on our list was getting some fluids, preferably some with electrolytes, in him regularly and later, some food if possible. He wasn’t interested in eating or drinking for the vet.

The vet also suggested that we name him “Abby” because he would probably always be “abby-normal.” We decided to hope for better and named him Cosmo instead. 🙂

So we took him and I planned to take him with us to the farm for the weekend…