Thursday, April 12, 2007
Lizzy little angel mouse
Lizzy was a mouse that came to us as a fighter. Lizzy mouse was a runt, less than half the size of Abigail mouse. But the first time I picked Lizzy mouse up she sat in my hand and bitched me out. I even saw Lizzy challenge Abigail, pushing her or herding her and just wanting to have her way. Tonight I could hear that poor Lizzy mouse was in trouble. I looked in on her and could see she was having trouble breathing. I picked her up, hoping to give her some comfort, and even held Abigail mouse with her in my hand. Abigail mouse appeared very concerned with her sweet little mouse friend and helped me with the comforting. Eventual I put Abigail mouse back in her cage and held Lizzy mouse. For a time it appeared Lizzy mouse was recovering, sitting upright on her own and being fussy. Suddenly Lizzy mouse starting trying to run and jump out of my hands, like she was trying to escape from what was coming for her. I cuddled her in a paper towel, taking care not to squish or suffocate her, and then she was still. I held Lizzy mouse for a while and then preapared her for her journey.