After such a good start my baby Hamish had a rupture in is bladder from the dog attack. After the Vet examined him and Hamish my little boy took a swipe at him (for examining him) I had to leave him to be sedated and checked and hopefully drained so he did not get renal problems. My last visual contact of the little tyke was him looking up at me with his big brown eyes and giving me a lick on the chin and cuddling into my chest. He died on the operating table. Very sad and lots of tears but a least he did not suffer. (God life is hard and unforgiving sometimes)
May my little boy rest in peace.
I love being a wildlife carer but some times it can be very emotionally draining. My next one will hopefully have a better start in this world and a better future. I live in hope of all the animals we get into care.
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Sorry you lost him Madonna. Losing a 'pet' can be like losing a close family member. You did your best for him. - Dave
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