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The Rainbow bridge / Sweet Dreams Topic
« Last post by lazy-ferret on July 26, 2020, 11:18:54 PM »
Today, Topic (AKA Topsy-turvy, Topsy) decided the time had come to go to the Rainbow Bridge... As you all know, it was not unexpected, but he has been such a fighter, he has lived a lot longer than anyone expected. He gave up fighting it this morning, and passed away in our arms at 2.30 pm.

When Topic first came, he was literally got as a friend for Poppet. He was a Beenie boy from the rescue, who had come in as a group of 24 kits. He was 16 weeks old, and to be honest, was the best of a bad bunch, e.g, he bit the least of them all, and did not beat Poppet up.

We got him home, and Poppet loved him, as she could play like a kit with him. A couple of days later, the guys from the rescue came over with Bourneville, the 16-week-old pure polecat who Poppet also loved to pieces, and seemed to immediately hit it off with Topic... It's a bit sad to think back, because Bourneville was such a beauty, and Poppet was such a star, poor Topic took a bit of a back seat for a while, even when they went to be neutered, the vets all said Topic is sweet, but Bourneville is just fantastic. Despite this, they all became really close, and all slept in a tight huddle becoming best friends forever.

Luckily, Topic, being a Beenie boy, realised that no matter what, they always seem to earn a spot in our hearts, so packed up the biting, and switched to giving kisses... On top of that, he decided he was going to be the group clown and earn a place in our hearts...

At food time...


Then after, flat on his back, cleaning his paws..


When we got Topic, we had a ferret called "Galaxy", or more often "The Git"... He was my nemesis, his entire life was spent trying to get one up on me, but even Galaxy never went as far as Topic, in his ability to wreck the place... Topic managed to throw 5 full height sliding Mirror wardrobe doors down the stairs. To say it was a disaster is an understatement, as it took out not only the mirrored doors, but smashed the banister, wrecked several stairs, took several pictures off the stairway wall, and embedded most of it in the front door, making it impossible to open. With shattered glass and wood everywhere, and our shoes on the far side of the wreckage, we were desperately trying to pick through the debris to make sure no ferrets were trapped under it all... You can read his story here.

Basically, Topic had arrived, never to be a back ground ferret again...

He was slightly loopy, he would take flying leaps at you, often from nowhere, which meant if you were walking towards where he was coming from, he would end up hitting you hard, or if you were walking away, he would crash to the floor. He gave the most amazing kisses, but if you had bare feet he would attack them mercilessly.

Another thing Topic liked to do was get into the bath as the water was running out, swimming for a bit, then snorkelling once his feet could touch the bottom. Unfortunately he grew out of this, but every night, when we got ready for bed, would insist on being put in the empty bath and playing in a water container we had in there.

Over his life, we have often made him out to be a bit daft, but he was actually a very clever little guy. He would watch you walk to the front door, and knew that if you picked your keys up, there was a potential escape attempt coming. There are also a couple of rooms in the house, where ferrets are not allowed. He would hear the doors to these rooms open, and know that if you went in, you would have to some out, so would wait by the door, and rush in, just as you opened the door to come out. Many times we never even saw him. We did start to use this to our advantage though, as if he was asleep somewhere in the house, and we were not sure where, we would open and close one of those doors, and wait for him to come running.

Topic was never a good walker, but did like the occasional day out with us. We discovered that while he had learned not to bite us any more, for some reason he was a demon when it came to anyone else touching him, and could never be trusted to let anyone else stroke him. Fortunately, on the times we did take him out for a walk, he would walk when no one else was around, but as soon as he heard or saw other people, he would climb up into my pocket.



In early 2018, he was very ill, and we honestly thought we were going to lose him. He spent 4 days and nights at the vets, and the conclusion was they think he had some sort of Adrenal disease, but this had none of the symptoms we would normally have recognised as being AD. Luckily, after a lot of care, and the Deslorin implant, he got better, but the whole episode, with his already huge distrust of other people, and what the vets had to do (sub-cuts), meant that he was so scared of the vets now, and would literally cry when we had to take him back for check ups. For many weeks after, he would have night terrors, and wake up screaming.

Sadly, at the end of 2019, we discovered he had a heart problem, and he was put on various heart drugs, plus a diuretic, and given a couple of months. Fortunately, he had other ideas, and while suffering a couple of strokes, and at least one heart attack, he went on to have great fun for another 10 months.

Topic had many fantastic qualities, but the one that we will always remember the most, is his willingness to take in new ferrets, especially kits, and "mother" them, teaching them the ways of the house, and doing a great job of teaching them some manners as well. He welcomed in Mars, Magic, Kit, Kat, Lion Chewit and Humbug, then later Sherbet, Toffee, and Peanut. We really do think that the reason he lived so long with his heart problem, was he needed to make sure that Boost and Fuse were ready to take on the world, and help make them into the gorgeous little 14week old monsters they are now.

Topic with Boost.


While Topic was scared of other people, and had a heart problem, he was as brave as a lion when a fox came in the garden, and he thought little Peanut was in danger. We lifted this video from the security cameras of him seeing the fox off.
http://www.lazy-ferret.co.uk/odd_stuff/LNR6108_ch7_main_20200226075200_20200226075552.mp4

A few other pictures and video's of this special guy.

Topic with Sherbet and Toffee when they went for their first ever walk outside.



This is a video of Topic playing with Suz in the caravan.
https://youtu.be/j0cRWRd5WFg


A video of Topic playing in the snow.
https://youtu.be/eB9-jgg5GgY

and another playing with Poppet in the snow.
https://youtu.be/-jZp5ixnTaU


This is Topic and Flyte arguing over who is going to drive..



Topic sleeping on our bed.



This last picture taken sleeping between us on the Sofa last night.



Topsy, while I am very very sad to see you go, I am also slightly relieved. I know that the last couple of weeks have been very hard for you, and there were a couple of times, that if it had not been for the problems going to the vets this Covid 19 has created, and knowing how much you were really terrified of them, we would have taken you in to make your passing a bit easier. But maybe a bit selfishly, I really did not want to have to live with the idea of you being put to sleep, terrified in a strangers arms. I wanted you to go, surrounded but the people and ferrets that loved you with all their hearts.  I hope you can appreciate that, and I hope we made the right decision.

I know you have so many friends waiting at the bridge, including your Poppet, who will be so happy to see you again. Until we all meet again.

:angel1: :adore: :cry: Sweet Dreams my little Topsy-Turvy.  :cry: :adore: :angel1:
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The Rainbow bridge / Re: Sweet Dreams Chewit.
« Last post by star on July 22, 2020, 06:55:10 PM »
So sorry  :cry: DIP Chewy.
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The Rainbow bridge / Sweet Dreams Chewit.
« Last post by lazy-ferret on July 22, 2020, 05:52:39 PM »
We had a nasty shock today...  :cry:

Chewit has been a bit down the last couple of days, and we had assumed it was because he knew how things were progressing with his brother, Lion. Last Night, he seemed very "flat", but I woke him for his night-time soup and raw meat, and he got up and went to the bowl as usual. Today, as normal, we let them out to play, which always starts off with everyone running over to where the treats are kept, and begging for one (or three), but he was not interested. This is unheard of, he is normally the ring leader for the group, only being surpassed by the two girls in their determination to make you get up and get them more.

He went out into the garden, but was still acting weird, so Suz picked him up for a cuddle. It was then she noticed his breathing was very laboured… It was like he could not breath in... we rushed him to the vets, where they discovered he had a large tumour on his larynx, which was stopping it from being able to open properly. The vet said that there was nothing they could do, and he would basically asphyxiate very soon, and the kindest thing was to put him to sleep.

To say it was a shock, is an understatement, we both thought it would be a chest infection, and I would be adding him to the list of ferrets currently taking their medication 2x a day, never one to miss out on the chance for a treat!

So I am sitting here stunned, trying to think what to write for a guy who has been a huge larger than life character in our family, while to be honest, I am sitting here feeling very numb.

Chewit came to us at the end of 2016, when he was about 5 months old. He was a BOGOFF with his brother, "No-Lion"! To be fair, it may have been the other way round, as he was the Beenie, and we have always loved Beenies, especially Beenie boys. He took us away from the traditional "Chocolate" theme of names, to start including "Sweets" as well... Chewit could not have been a more fitting name for him, although a lot of the time he was called "Chewy", or "Chewie Lewie".

He was weird about cuddles, preferring to lay beside you, or in a fluffy bed by our feet, but there was a cardigan that Suz would wear in the cooler evenings, and Chewit would always get on the sofa beside Suz, and pull the tails of the cardigan around himself, making a little nest, and spending the entire evening there. He also liked to lay on the cushions in the caravan, by Suz's shoulder.





He was a bit quirky, he would kiss you, with no worries at all, but could not resist biting your hands when the mood took him. He would be all playful, rolling on his back wrestling, then suddenly his eyes would glaze over, and he would start biting harder and harder. We never did manage to stop him from doing this.

Chewit was very close to his brother, but he had a huge soft spot for Reject, and really looked after him, as he was getting older and when he was diagnosed with Terminal Cancer. He would cuddle up to him, and keep him clean.





Chewie always had the softest coat, and was pure white, not the yellow-white most Albino boys are. He was fantastic, and loved going out on the lead. He was always very entertaining when we took him for a walk as he would dash around all over the place, often seeming to forget we were there, then acting all surprised to see us.
https://youtu.be/wHFRLXgtV3A

https://youtu.be/9Gx5pTXYIEs


He always played the clown, making us laugh a lot, which more than made up for his bad nibbly side. Here is a video of him playing in the Christmas Tinsel with Mars.


Sleeping beside us in the caravan.




Wrecking the mat in the caravan


Catching a nap while out on a walk.


I am lost for words Chewit, I knew we would have to comfort you, when Lion passes away, but you have completely caught me of guard passing away first and so suddenly.

I know ferrets are good at hiding illnesses, but this was just unbelievable. You were still being your normal monster self just a day ago, biting that bit of flesh between the thumb and finger, and dancing off, like it was the best thing in the world. You were helping in the digging of the huge tunnel by the French Windows.

I am going to miss having you lay in my arms on your back, while I vigorously scruffle your back and head, making you lick the air, and do the mega cute paws over the face, and I am definitely going to miss your running round with a treat in your mouth, "Yipping" at anyone who got near you, even though they had their own treats and were not interested in yours.

Have fun at the Rainbow Bridge, back with Reject and Snicker. Please also find a nice spot, ready for when Lion comes up as well.


:angel1: :adore: :cry: Sweet Dreams Chewit. :cry: :adore: :angel1:


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The Rainbow bridge / Re: Rosie
« Last post by star on May 26, 2020, 12:14:51 PM »
Thanks Lee  :fuzzyhug:
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The Rainbow bridge / Re: Rosie
« Last post by Lee on May 25, 2020, 07:44:30 PM »
So sorry for you loss and also what happened to you. 
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The Rainbow bridge / Re: Rosie
« Last post by star on May 25, 2020, 11:07:44 AM »
Thanks Clive, I am grateful I did get to say goodbye and be there with her.
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The Rainbow bridge / Re: Rosie
« Last post by lazy-ferret on May 24, 2020, 04:39:30 PM »
Sorry Leslie, I guess the best consolation is you got to say good bye. It does help, when you look back. :fuzzyhug:

This Covid Virus has a huge amount to answer for, and I fear for a while to come still, so you have to take that into account when you are putting your thoughts straight in your mind.

Glad to hear your hospital visit turned out OK, that sort of anxiety is not what you need at the moment.

Sweet Dreams Rosie, have a ball waiting at the bridge.  :angel1: :cry:
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The Rainbow bridge / Re: Rosie
« Last post by star on May 23, 2020, 07:05:15 PM »
The 111 service, the paramedics and the hospital were fantastic, As you know I suffer with anxiety and all the symptoms I was getting pointed to pericarditis. Hubby checked the NHS website for the symptoms I was having and to be honest I was terrified. We called 111 and they came to the same conclusion from my list of symptoms and sent the ambulance. Although my heart rate was different in both arms (although not overly worrying) it was normal. I still ended up in hospital for x-rays, blood and urine tests. Going to hospital now is terrifying, I had to go alone leaving hubby and the kids. Thankfully the paramedics were great dealing with my anxiety, they made sure the hospital was fully aware and they got me in a private cubical where I had one nurse (Cyril, he was lovely) and just one doctor and she relayed information to the head doctor so I did not have to keep seeing lots of people.

It turns out I have a pulsating muscle under a rib on my left, which goes nuts when I lie down or breath in too deep or relax too much,  giving the same symptoms of the more serious condition. This has been brought on (they think) by the arthritic pain I have been suffering for a couple of weeks. The odd thing was my blood test showing markers for a virus I was recovering from. What, they did not say, but I have not been poorly since before Christmas which has us again wondering if the flu we had before Christmas was this virus.

I am absolutely devastated about Rosie, I feel guilty now for not speaking up, but a gut feeling with no symptoms is hard to persuade a vet to take seriously. I also feel guilty about showering and going straight to bed when I got home, but I had been given some wonderful painkillers and had not been asleep. I slept for two hours and woke with a start again my gut telling me to check on Rosie and that is when I found her lying on her side just about breathing. I kissed her head, told her I was OK as I stroked her and said she could go now and one last breath and she went.

Raven was a star, although she terrified the paramedics to start with (they were wearing masks, something she has no experienced so she told them with a volly of woofs), they allowed her to come back in to comfort me, because of social distancing hubby had to stay in the kitchen. She gave them and their equipment a good sniff then decided they were her new best mates and went all loopy and rolled over for a belly rub. However getting her to not climb in the ambulance with us was another matter, she howled, cried and paced the house for the 5 hours I was gone, but so did hubby.
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The Rainbow bridge / Re: Rosie
« Last post by girly-lazy-ferret on May 23, 2020, 03:47:46 PM »
Aw Lesley, you need something a bit more than hugs for this one. Literally heart breaking, my heart goes out to you and Raven.  :cry: :fuzzyhug:

Sweet Dreams Rosie, you have a great team waiting for you, and the most amazing loved life here. :angel1:

Star health wise how are you feeling, was the hospital helpful?
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The Rainbow bridge / Rosie
« Last post by star on May 23, 2020, 01:32:41 PM »
Well my little monster, what a light you brought to my life. So many homes and rescue centres before you ended up with me. Marked as a bitey ferret, not sociable with other ferrets, but with me you were a kissy monster and welcomed every newcomer with open paws. You may have been tiny but you never took any nonsense off anyone and kept a well organised and obedient little family mothering everyone.

You seemed to be doing fine with this leg injury, but my darn gut telling me something else was wrong, but you showed no signs. Not even the vets had a clue something else was wrong.

I loved our cuddles last night when I gave you your mince, you seemed so cheerful lapping up your metacam, but you gave me such a look I thought you were warning me. The sudden chest pains when I went to bed landed me in hospital, I am sure you knew something was wrong, that was why you gave me that look I have seen you give the others so many times when they are playing up. My brave little girl hanging on until I got back home just so you could go knowing I was OK and to let me say goodbye as you took you last breath.

Run free my little star
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