After a long fight, Mr. Woozle could fight no more. He never bounced back from the bout of E.C.E. he contracted a month ago, though he had good days and bad ones. He beat insulinoma / pancreatic tumors last year, but got terminal liver cancer this year and we all knew it was a matter of time. He spontaneously began bleeding from his rectum, ( Read more... )

Mr Woozle brings tidings of seasonal greetings and such to his Jewish buddies out there.


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The new baby gave Mr. Woozle ferret clap, alas. He had E.C.E. (basically, a bacterial infection that causes green, slimy poo) and ear mites. Both fuzzies got examined by the vet the minute the vet's office opened today--I was beside myself with anxiety all weekend, as no exotic vets are open on weekends in this town. The baby got his shots, Mr. ( Read more... )

WHY I DON'T LET MY FERRET RUN WILD

Once upon a time, this ferret was dumped on the porch of a neighbor, the one with the official Crazy Cat Lady license and badge for our zipcode, and she got my name from an acquaintance. He knew me slightly, third-hand, but not well enough to worry about me never speaking to him again if his great plan to foist me ( Read more... )

It's been mostly good here. Woozle had two surgeries this week, though. I spent almost $900 on the little old guy. Let me see if I can summarize. You know me, long-winded!

I noticed early last week that a collar I bought online looked "wrinkly" and examined him. It had shrunk, or he had grown, because his little neck had chafing. I felt like a ( Read more... )