this muntjac fawn, photographed by jeff moore at the tiggywinkles wildlife hospital in buckinghamshire, was delivered by caesarean section after his mother was killed by a car. just six inches tall and weighing 500 grams, he was thought to be about three weeks premature.
Dixon, Feb. 2012 - 09.12.2013
I really don’t know where to start.. On monday I lost one of the biggest pieces of my heart. There is so much to say about Dixon and yet I’m still missing the right words. She wasn’t the first nor will she be the last, but she was that one special rat that is nearly impossible to find.
We knew her death was coming, but of course it’s always too early and there was never enough time. This blog could have been named “Dixon’s World” at times because I couldn’t stop myself from posting a million pictures of her.
Dixon was the friendliest rat I ever encountered, she was as meek as a lamb. Never once did she bite a finger, although often enough she was handed treats through the cage bars. She always checked if it was food or finger, even when there were 8 other rats around her, wanting to take that treat away from her. She often hung out on our bed because she was the only one who didn’t have the slightest interest in biting toes. She could stay on the bed for hours, always calm enough to not wanting to jump off, but eventually cuddle up in the crook of my arm.
The only times Dixon would get angry were meeting new rats. Introductions went all well, but the first few days she’d give the new babys a hard time. She never was much of a fighter but I guess she took the opportunity to not be the last in the ranking order, even if she could only hold it up for two days.
Overall Dixon was the wimpiest rat possible. One of the other girls could just walk past her and she would scream. More than once we checked if she was in any kind of pain, but she never was. She just screamed at the expectation that one of the girls could possibly want to pick a fight or maybe want to clean her.
Dixon’s last months were rough. All of a sudden she fell down every bridge or higher level of the cage. She tumbled when trying to clean herself. The vet first gave her a round of antibiotics and vitamins, but that didn’t help at all. After that we tried cortisone and it helped! Within a week she was all back to normal, jumping through the cage as usual. We stopped giving the cortisone after two weeks and all went well for about a month. All of a sudden it started again and it happened so fast that I sat at the vet’s waiting room and feared for her to stop breathing right there. She was so weak. Again she got cortisone and she made it! She didn’t fully recover, she got very thin and was stumbling a lot. But in every waking minute she showed us how much she wanted to live and how much she enjoyed her life. Of course we considered putting her down, but Dixon didn’t care if she fell out of her hammock. She ate more than she had ever eaten in her entire life and on top of that she enjoyed being fed with baby food a few times a day. She got really spoiled in the end and she knew it and always showed how thankful she was.
On Sunday she suddenly lay on the ground, panting, unable to move. I lay her on my chest to be with her and calm her. But instead of dieing she once again recovered and started exploring the bed. On Monday she jumped out of the cage, right into my arms, when I put their food bowls into the cage. I cuddled her, let her shortly run across the bed, because I was about to leave for work. She was so very full of energy.
My best friend came home about two hours later and Dixon was gone. She must have curled up and fallen asleep right after I left. She had said her goodbyes.
And she said Goodbye again yesterday (Thursday).. I was trying to relax, scrolled through tumblr… and out of nowhere my camera turned itself on, something it has NEVER done before. I turned my head at the sound and looked right into Dixon’s eyes as it displayed a photo of her.
Catherynne M. Valente, The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making
Jody Gehrman, Babe in Boyland
“you’re going to have that tattoo for the rest of your life”
are you serious
i had no idea thank you so much bless your soul