Category: Pets


RIP Little Lanfear

Little Lanfear was a fighter. I first thought she was going to die back in November. She had a huge tumor, and she had somehow cut it, and her sister and mom had just died….but she made it.
She even gnawed off the tumor a few times, while I wasn’t looking! Not that I could really stop her…she tended to do whatever it was she wanted to do, and no amount of trying to scare her would stop her. She was a complete badass.
Hell, less than a week ago, she was still kicking the asses of anyone who stole her peanuts. You see, mice really like peanuts, so we would give them peanuts as a treat sometimes. But mice aren’t too perceptive, and would often fight over a single peanut when there were many other peanuts in the nearby areas, or, more often, one would just grab the peanut out of the other’s mouth and try to walk away with it. Some mousies would let it go, but not Lanfear. She’d chase after that mousie and grab that peanut right back, and there was nothing that would stop her from getting that peanut back!
Even at the end she was a fighter…. she seemed to like the dark better than the light, so we had her under this little hidie thing (they like to hide under them when they sleep). She was barely able to move. When I woke up this morning (I tried to sit vigil with her, but there was a chance I was going to need to drive this morning, so I couldn’t) she had managed to crawl out from under there. She wanted to leave in the open air.
She was buried in a heart-shaped box this morning next to her sister and her mom. The ground was cold, but we managed to get down deep enough.
Goodbye Lanfear. You were my sniffler, always sniffling around, investigating everything, leaving no tube unexplored. You brought unmeasurable amounts of happiness to me, and I will forever miss you. You will never be able to be replaced. I love you Lanfear. Enjoy the mousie afterlife! ❤ ❤
Excuse me while I go lose my shit in an attempt to be ready for work today. Because I sure as hell am not going to be able to get through it in my current state.

The Mousie Afterlife

Once upon a time ago, I had two mice. Padawan and Asmodean (or Asmo, for short). Then Asmodean ended up being male, Padawan became a mother, and for a while, there was uncertainty about how I would take care for all the mousies.
Eventually, friends and family took care of some of them, and the other ones went to a pet store that sold pet mice and feed mice separate, and I ended up with six mice.
Padawan, Ghost, Lanfear, Bastilla, Crackmouse, and Arya.
Ghostie died one night unexpectedly. She had had a few seizures, but she hadn’t had one in over a month. We thought she had been doing better. We were quite upset.
Padawan died 24 hours later. Seriously. I came home from work, and was worried I was having dejavu, because I went to the mousie tank, like I always do, and she was laying in almost the exact same position,in almost the exact same part of the tank, almost exactly 24 hours after I had found Ghostie (I had gotten out of work the same time both nights). Padawan, however, had a big scary tumor, so her death wasn’t completely unexpected. However, she had seemed fine up until that day, so we had thought we’d have some more time with her.
It was hard to have two mice die within 24 hours of each other. Especially the ones that did. Padawan had been the mommy mouse, and I had had her the longest. And Ghostie had been the runt of the litter, and the only grey and white mousie out of both litters that Padawan had. She was my secret favorite. I would reach in and pet her, and she would let me pet her a few times before running away, unlike the other mice, who would like to bite me if I got too close. So Boyfriend and I made up a story. Either though neither of us is religious, or believes in an afterlife for humans, we made up a mousie afterlife. The mousie afterlife was a pretty sweet place for mouses. They could have all sorts of adventures they couldn’t have while they were alive, because now they didn’t have to worry about any sorts of predators or dying or anything. And we decided that our mice would be circumnavigating the world in a little mousie sized ship. And when a mousie died, they’d wake up on the ship. And instead of being upset about dying, they’d be happy to see their family members they hadn’t seen in a while. And they wouldn’t hurt anymore and be happy and no more tumors ever again.
I write about the mousie afterlife…because I fear that Lanfear will soon be joining them. She has barely moved since last night. She has trouble righting herself. She seems weak and…I just think she’s not long for this world. She’s had tumors, started having them soon after Padawan did, but while Padawan died quickly, Lanfear has been fine for a long time. Hell, she even chewed off her tumors once or twice when I wasn’t there to soothe her. I joked that she would outlive all the other mice, and hell, I half started to believe that myself. She was beast….but she’s taken a sharp turn downhill. And she may surprise me…but I’m not holding my breath. I’m gonna lose my shit…already losing my shit but I’ve got work and I can’t call out and I’m not sure how well I’m going to be able to keep it together. We love you Little Lanfear, and hope that you somehow have a miraculous recovery, but, if not, we hope your passing is as painless as possible, and that you have a great time with your mom and sister in the mousie afterlife.

Hedgie-puu!

So, due to it being spring break, I’m visiting my mom for a few days this week. Naturally, I had to bring the hedgehog with me, because he’s so cute and loveable and adorable and I knew their hearts would melt. Well, that and the fact that I don’t think I could possibly leave the guy alone ❤

So to get him used to people and being handled and such, I took him out of his tank a few times. Today I got pictures though, so I figured I’d share…

Note: These pictures were taken with my sister’s cell phone camera with a hedgehog that refused to stay still. If I had been thinking clearly, I probably would have gone and grabbed her actual camera, but I wasn’t. And actually, her real camera is pretty old, so her cell camera might actually be better…

So, I let him out on the couch, because there are 4 cats living at my mom’s, so I didn’t want them pouncing on him or anything. My little sister was hanging on the couch. He got interested in her pocket.\

Hedgie looking into my sister's pocket

Sh decided to undo the button, to see what he’d do.

Hedgie looking in her pocket again

He started gnawing on her pocket!

Hedgie gnawing at her pants

If you look closely, you can tell he’s biting at her pocket. You can see part of his jaw outside her pocket and everything!

He liked hiding from us!

Hedgie climbing under fleeceHedgie hiding under the fleece, all wrapped up!Here he’s hiding under a piece of fleece I had been giving him to play with!

So, I had to be creative and sneaky with my picture-taking!

 

Secret picture attack from the side!

SECRET PICTURE ATTACK HO!

 

Eventually, he calmed down a bit, and started running all over the couch!

Hedgie coming out from under the fleecePeek-a-boo!

Sniff sniff sniff!Sniff sniff sniff. He sniffs everything.

sniff sniff sniffMore sniffing!

Sniff sniff sniff!More sniffing!

Hedgie smelling my sister's handHe even sniffed my sister’s hand!

Sniffing at a crack in the couchHe sniffed at a crack in the couch. He tried to burrow down in there, but we stopped him!

Eventually he went and hid under his fleece and refused to come out no matter how much we tried to coax him. So I put him in his tank. Then, I figured, since it’s all nice and clean ’cause I changed out his bedding and gave him a clean towel, I should share a picture of it!

Hedgie in his tank, drinking waterThe lighting was weird in this part of the room, so I had to use a flashlight, which gives it the eerie blue glow. He was drinking from his water bottle. You can see his little dish of cat food, and the dish of strawberries I gave him to see if he liked it. There are some tubes, a litter box I’m trying to train him to, and a towel for him to hide under. ❤ I’m hoping to make him some nice liners once I figure out my handheld sewing machine, to minimize the amount of mess from bedding (he likes to get his head stuck in a tube and throw his bedding out of the tank. Makes a HUGE mess, and wastes so much bedding!) There’s also I wheel I got him, which isn’t in there at the moment because he doesn’t run in it that much and I need to take his tubes out to get him to even look at it.

I hope you’ve enjoyed this episode of I love my hedgehog. Hopefully, my camera will be un-busted soon, so that I can get some better pictures of him.

And oh, for anyone wondering about what his name is? He has 4 names, which are used interchangeably depending on how the person addresses him is feeling. They are: Taji Bear (the name he came to me with),  Hedgie-puu (generic name for any hedgehog), Hedgifer McHedginton Esquire the 4th (often shortened just to Hedgifer, which, when not capitalized, can be used as a non-proper noun for any hedgehog),  and Moridin (evil guy from the Wheel of Time series, usually used when he’s frustrating me, but sometimes used just because I like the way it sounds).

 

Hedgie update

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Sorry i haven’t posted the past few days. Life is busy and I’ve got the head cold that refuses to quit. So you’ll be getting three posts today to make up for it.

So, update on the hedgie. He has been a lot less shy. Boyfriend and I have been taking him out each time he will let us. One of his favorite past times is getting his head stuck in a toilet paper tube. Squee. Working on getting video of that. Another is biting at my huge stuffed hedgehog. If i put it near him he just “attacks” it. He goes and tries to chew on it. Silly hedgie thinks he is ferocious beast! RAWR!!!! There is even photo evidence of the hedgie doing this…the picture should show up somewhere in this post….using a wordpress app from my tablet so I apologize for any weirdness… A friend of mine took it for me in the dark with a cell phone camera because my camera is busted, so I apologize if it seems unclear…

There is less curling up into a ball and huffing behavior which I am glad for. He still does it, but less often and for shorter periods. I love this little fellow. He’s not cuddly and friendly like I had hoped but he’s so cute and adorable and silly and stubborn and doesn’t realize that what he views as being scary and intimidating is actually squee-worthy.

Anyways not a whole lot else is new about my cute little guy. ❤ So see you next post!

Exposure therapy with hedgehogs!

Hi! Sorry about the lack of writing. Lots of exciting new things going on in my life. For example, as of Friday….boyfriend and I have a pet hedgehog! Awesome!

 

What a cute little fella!

Taken back in October by his previous owner!

Isn’t he an adorable little guy? But there was one concern we had. The little guy was terrified of us! He had a little blankie we have him to hide from the evil light overlords while he slept all day (hedgehogs are nocturnal), and he would venture out occasionally, but if anyone made a noise or got too close or he noticed we were looking at him, he’d run away! And if you uncovered him, he’d curl up into a spiky ball and huff at you until you left him alone.

This made us sad. Very sad. We had a hedgehog, but he seemed to actively hate us! We then went to the internet, holder of all secrets. It told us that hedgehogs are naturally afraid of everything and to not take it personally, essentially, with a few tips on how to make the hedgehog love you. That didn’t work so well for boyfriend. He wanted hedgie love NOW, and he was going to get it.

He remembered that they had been talking about exposure therapy and flooding in his abnormal psychology class, and wanted to try it himself with the hedgehog, to see if it would work. So, boyfriend convinced me that we should take out his hiding blanket, and see if he would calm down and walk around. And he did. After he calmed down from spiky ball, he walked around, sniffing everything, seeing if he could find his blankie. Nope, no blankie. He then played with his woven tube and a super big toilet paper tube that I managed to get from campus (they have big toilet paper rolls, and I like to get them for my mice sometimes if I notice an empty one, because they make cuddle piles in it and they’re so cute.). Ate a little. I put my hand in there and he came up to me and touched my hand with his nose. So cute.

He even willingly came out of his cage onto the bed with us (we had put his cage on the bed for this reason). I helped him out a little (his tube was a bit too steep of an incline for him) , and then he was climbing all over the bed. He was even sitting on my lap looking up at me for a moment or two. I was so happy. He got annoyed after I wouldn’t let him off the towel (when he pees, apparently he pees a LOT. So, did not want pee or poo on the bed!) so we let him back in the tank and gave him back his blankie. But even after we gave him back the blankie, he still kept coming out and hanging out in his cage without hiding.

I really wish I had a hedgie safe apartment, because they can run free if given the proper environment. And you can even litter train them, which I’m planning on starting later today. And I’m going to make him some fleece liners, so it stays nice and warm in there, so that the bedding won’t go all over the apartment like like it does with the mice, and it’ll look nicer AND be more environmentally friendly AND save me money, so that I’ll only need to buy him food, not bedding. There’s a blue and white sky looking color, and a purple one with multicolored elephants all over it. They’re wicked easy to use….put ’em in the tank at the bottom, afterwords, shake ’em out and throw ’em in the washing machine! Really convenient, especially if I manage to litter train him. 🙂

As for the name…it hasn’t been decided yet. He came to me with the name Taji. I had seen a typo or something somewhere and thought his name was Haji. Boyfriend keeps calling him Hejifer. And I want to name him Moridin or Rand (Wheel of Time FTW!). Which one he gets referred to as changes based on our mood at the time. He won’t learn his own name, from what I can tell, so it doesn’t seem pressing. Right now I’m still in shock that I really have a hedgehog that lives with me, it’s so cute!

But, I will bid thee all adieu. I’m trying out something new that will make it so that I will have more frequent blog posts, so expect more posts this week!

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