Post by pinky on May 30, 2009 15:43:18 GMT -4
I buried Mal today, a beautiful day here, with the ground soft from rain and the sun peeking from behind the clouds. My landlady was with me for moral support, though it turned out that I was more or less ok. But any 80-something who thinks a dwarf who's been in cold storage since January is beautiful is a gem. 
She was a beautiful agouti little girl (I love the agouti coloring), my first dwarfie, and my first rescued/adopted ham. She and her family were found dumped behind a bird store in the rain. She proved to be quite different than my Chinese in her habits--less laid-back, occasionally nippy--but she endeared herself to me when she would sit for many minutes in one place and let herself be petted. Her toilet paper nests were works of art. I never thought I'd like any other hamsters save Chinese, but I came to love her dearly.
She came to me with missing fur, and that fur never grew back in, presumably because of a hormone issue that kicked in during/after her pregnancy. She then began to have balance problems, and soon she filled up with fluid. The vet was able to aspirate it, but then she found tumors. . . and after Mal once again became bloated and struggled to get around, I knew it was time to let her go. This was in January, and so burial had to wait.
So she was laid to rest, wrapped in toilet paper, beside Pinky and Fuzz, and the grave is marked with a stepping stone and two American flags from the Memorial Day parade here. Soon I will finally make a custom stone from a kit I bought last year, and that will go out there. I will also try to plant out there, thought I tried that after Pinky's death and the deer made a meal out of the flowers. Soon, though, the tiger lilies will be in bloom and the area will be lovely.
The graves are to the left of the lilies.
So rest peacefully, Mal. I love you, pretty girl.
(And yes, after I posted I thought "wrong place," but I can't move posts and figured that you surely would. . .)
She was a beautiful agouti little girl (I love the agouti coloring), my first dwarfie, and my first rescued/adopted ham. She and her family were found dumped behind a bird store in the rain. She proved to be quite different than my Chinese in her habits--less laid-back, occasionally nippy--but she endeared herself to me when she would sit for many minutes in one place and let herself be petted. Her toilet paper nests were works of art. I never thought I'd like any other hamsters save Chinese, but I came to love her dearly.
She came to me with missing fur, and that fur never grew back in, presumably because of a hormone issue that kicked in during/after her pregnancy. She then began to have balance problems, and soon she filled up with fluid. The vet was able to aspirate it, but then she found tumors. . . and after Mal once again became bloated and struggled to get around, I knew it was time to let her go. This was in January, and so burial had to wait.
So she was laid to rest, wrapped in toilet paper, beside Pinky and Fuzz, and the grave is marked with a stepping stone and two American flags from the Memorial Day parade here. Soon I will finally make a custom stone from a kit I bought last year, and that will go out there. I will also try to plant out there, thought I tried that after Pinky's death and the deer made a meal out of the flowers. Soon, though, the tiger lilies will be in bloom and the area will be lovely.
The graves are to the left of the lilies.
So rest peacefully, Mal. I love you, pretty girl.
(And yes, after I posted I thought "wrong place," but I can't move posts and figured that you surely would. . .)
TYG!
