Wednesday, August 18, 2010

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Obituary: Fuzzle

to my 16th I got a very special birthday gift: a rabbit, or more precisely a lion's head. He was just 7 weeks old (born in late January, early February 1999) and took care of my hand. As he sheds so I suggested to an acquaintance named Fluff. Because lint is boring so but, I decided that we should write it like this: Fuzzle. ... of course rarely sat down and the funny creations came out here .. Fuzzle was not my first pet, but my first real pet rabbit. Battle rabbits had my grandpa in the stables, but what you do with a dwarf? I did everything wrong, of course, what you can do wrong as a rabbit holder.


My parents found this gift nu sooo not particularly great, my Dad, who as far as I know, never had pets, animals banned in the apartment .. Sun Fuzzle came in a barn .. with a guinea pig .. Since he sometimes needed outlet, we have simply put him in the garden, where he then released herumhoppelte. I was also never thought that rabbits social group animals and are also veterinarians were initially foreign to me. Fuzzle never been so neutered .. Later we had to work out regularly for teeth because he had a malocclusion. When I came upon the idea that he needs a girlfriend, it was too late, according to TA, he was too old to castrate. It would threaten obesity, because if he would grow up again. Fuzzle had never been vaccinated and that although he was always out there ..
He has covered a total of three female rabbits, what I would do today, not even, there are enough unwanted rabbits in the world.



So passed the years, I went out with me Fuzzle. He was from the barn to house rabbits rabbit. Over time, I will sometimes dealt with rabbits, he got his diet of dry food converted to appropriate, could always hop in the apartment. But that was more and more. Meanwhile, he was 10 years old already. Sometimes I felt like he heard worse, his movements were not so left out. So
Fuzzle was almost 11, we moved four (my zebra finches and Flix Meep, Fuzzle and me) to Hamburg, my friend. There he got an entire room to himself, along with the birds, but the life anyway on a different level. :) At first, he hopped around the room still like, but that was then less and less.

Fuzzle was almost never sick, but during a routine visit to the TA (the teeth again) found the vets to run the Fuzzle nose and eyes a bit. We had him antibiotics released into the mouth. This pleased the boy and not at all because we do not properly fixed, he succeeded rumzustrampeln violently, he said his right front foot injury - hairline crack in the bone .. This would, however, have relatively fixed heal, but it did not, after four weeks, he still hobbled and the vets were stumped. We wanted to wait two weeks. Occasionally it happened that he was on the side and very violently kicked. I thought it had nightmares, as it occurs in dogs since he was no sign of panic and then showed pretending as if nothing had happened. Four times I could watch. Soon he got diarrhea, his whole ass was smeared, so I had to wash it. He also drank a whole lot these days, but with a hay-water diet, we got it under control ... and then came the incontinence, on the same weekend. He was not in his Pipiecke, but wherever he was just on the carpet, which he did before. He was always wet. After internet research, I concluded that it could be what with the kidneys or bladder. He drank a whole cup a day now. So we went directly to the vet on Monday. I thought we would get drugs and everything will be fine .. but since we simulated us. Internally, I knew it was finished with my baby. Fuzzle had in the few days depleted rapidly, he was totally emaciated, although he had eaten. During the investigation it emerged that he had not even fat. The bubble was not in order and led all mitmal an image - why would not heal the bone, the twitching, why he drank so much .. etc. His kidneys were not working properly, and his little body poisoned themselves, or flooded out minerals, which were used for bone formation. (So I have the least understood). It was said that either I would euthanize him, or he would starve to death .... For me and my friend broke a small world together. Thus, Fuzzle aged 11 years and 7 months on 9 August 2010 put down and left a big gap.
... and I still have a guilty conscience, in part because of all serious problems that I had made in Fuzzle attitude. Something like me should never happen again.


Festival was relatively fast, we both can not without rabbits ..

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