Pipp
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RIP Jordan the Foster...[/align]
Dawn (Aurora369) found Jordan and his litter mates not being well taken care of and got them out of that situation and brought them to SARS last year, the local Small Animal Rescue, and became their foster mom. (Hopefully she can fill in more details, I forget how many babies there were -- seven or eight I think).
He firstcame to me withthree of his sisters, Cookie, Peaches and Lisa, for a weekend petsitting excursion.I also had two other Dawn rescues, Sugar and Sekura, (abandoned in the same place Dill and Darry had been housed before they came to me).
Dawn lost her precious WIldfire and one of the foster sisters, Cookie (the friendliest one), anddecided to try and bondthe girls, Sugar and Sekura to herboy bunniesZeke and Baxter, so we traded rescues.I inherited Jordan,Peaches and Lisa.
Jordan was the smallest of the three, but stillvery protective of his sisters around other bunnies (even though he never growled orlunged or bit, hejust stoodguard, he'dput himself between other bunnies and his sisters and try and look threatening). Buthe was the friendliest around humans. For some reason, even though they were raised by caring foster parents, none in the litter were all that trustingof people, I'd open their pen and they'd never leave, Jordan was the only one who would be inclined toexplore. Hewasa sweet little guy.
A month or two ago, Jordan fell ill -- he stopped eating, looked uncomfortable, had poopy butt and was dribbling urine -- becauseat least two of his sibblings haddied of a similar organ failure -- he went straight to the vet. They treated his symptoms, kept him overnight, sent him home, but he was still ailing, so I took him back. They did an xray, didn't find anythng, kept him there for three days, and sent him home with no hint of what had been wrong. He seemed thin and low-key to me, but he bounced back nicely. Heregained his weight, his appetite was good, his poops were regular.
Until yesterday. He ate normally Saturday night, but Sunday he seemedoff his hay. Within hours hewas lethargic withdiarrheaand a bloated abdomen. He died in my arms an hour after I realized he was sick.
He was only a year old or so.
Here's his Petfinder pic, at four months old.
Here's the four sibblings, as was often the case, huddled under the shelf in their pen.I think Jordan is in the middle facing the camera, hard to tell in this shot.
Here's the trio -- Lisa, Jordan and Peaches.
:rip:little guy...
RIP Jordan the Foster...[/align]
Dawn (Aurora369) found Jordan and his litter mates not being well taken care of and got them out of that situation and brought them to SARS last year, the local Small Animal Rescue, and became their foster mom. (Hopefully she can fill in more details, I forget how many babies there were -- seven or eight I think).
He firstcame to me withthree of his sisters, Cookie, Peaches and Lisa, for a weekend petsitting excursion.I also had two other Dawn rescues, Sugar and Sekura, (abandoned in the same place Dill and Darry had been housed before they came to me).
Dawn lost her precious WIldfire and one of the foster sisters, Cookie (the friendliest one), anddecided to try and bondthe girls, Sugar and Sekura to herboy bunniesZeke and Baxter, so we traded rescues.I inherited Jordan,Peaches and Lisa.
Jordan was the smallest of the three, but stillvery protective of his sisters around other bunnies (even though he never growled orlunged or bit, hejust stoodguard, he'dput himself between other bunnies and his sisters and try and look threatening). Buthe was the friendliest around humans. For some reason, even though they were raised by caring foster parents, none in the litter were all that trustingof people, I'd open their pen and they'd never leave, Jordan was the only one who would be inclined toexplore. Hewasa sweet little guy.
A month or two ago, Jordan fell ill -- he stopped eating, looked uncomfortable, had poopy butt and was dribbling urine -- becauseat least two of his sibblings haddied of a similar organ failure -- he went straight to the vet. They treated his symptoms, kept him overnight, sent him home, but he was still ailing, so I took him back. They did an xray, didn't find anythng, kept him there for three days, and sent him home with no hint of what had been wrong. He seemed thin and low-key to me, but he bounced back nicely. Heregained his weight, his appetite was good, his poops were regular.
Until yesterday. He ate normally Saturday night, but Sunday he seemedoff his hay. Within hours hewas lethargic withdiarrheaand a bloated abdomen. He died in my arms an hour after I realized he was sick.
He was only a year old or so.
Here's his Petfinder pic, at four months old.
Here's the four sibblings, as was often the case, huddled under the shelf in their pen.I think Jordan is in the middle facing the camera, hard to tell in this shot.
Here's the trio -- Lisa, Jordan and Peaches.
:rip:little guy...
