Post by PeTsLoVeR (",) on Feb 16, 2004 9:11:54 GMT -5
I’m a banded-cinnamon Syrian gal. I can’t remember clearly my childhood days but I have a partner with me. I lived with my partner in 2-storey cage and was fostered by a family in year 2002 end-November. My fostered Mummy named me LauLau because I’m playful and will bite her. That fears her alot...
My hubby was a lovely guy and we had 2 batches of babies last year. I gave all the best things for my babies and they have grown well. Few months later, my babies are weaned and most of them are being adopted by other good homes, which I’m glad to know that.
I’ve great time with my Mummy and her families. I enjoy her stroke, her kisses, and playing hide & seek. There are plenty of good foods for me and I love them all. Very soon, I put on lotsa weights and the place was getting small. Mummy finally decided to let me live alone where I know my temper was getting worst. There was one incident that I was being hurt by my daughter, GerGer. Muumy scolded both of us. I know she was worried on my injuries so I’ve been resting at my cage to get well as soon as I could.
In July, I’m lucky enough to be picked by Mummy to join one of the forum chalets. Everybody was shocked by my size where I really a fatty. Mummy feels proud of me and let others to hold me. I felt weird and uneasy at first but it was really an experience for me.
When Mummy starts a new job, I seldom see her. I can only play with her at night and I felt that she is tired from work however I’m pleased to see her and I promise to behave well. Every week, Mummy will buy me and other neighbors some treats. Yogurt was my favorites and of course the big nuts & raisins. 2 weeks ago, I heard Mummy going to take me to the chalet again. However the plan was aborted where Mummy got other appointment. I felt disappointment but nevertheless… she promise to bring me out next time.
Two days later, I felt I have difficulty in breathing and my tummy starts hurting. It was getting worst at night where my tummy starts bloated. Mummy discovered I’m ill when she heard me moaning and it worried her again. She took me to a vet the next day and went for faeces test. Dr Heng, the vet, explained to Mummy that my tummy was full of bacteria and decided to give me some Antibotics, vitamins and other supplement medical treatments. I had a few syringe and it really taste bad. The next day, my health deteriorated rapidly. I breathe very heavily. Mummy was working but her family takes turn to take care of me. I wish Mummy could stay by my side. The pain was killing me. My tummy and my nostril were block. I used my mouth to gasp for air. I must hang on. I know my days are numbered but no matter what I must wait for Mummy. I missed her deeply. Finally I heard the door-gate opened. Mummy rushed to me and burst into tears, yelling my name. I’m in terrible state. I tried to groom myself but I'm too weak. I can’t swallow saliva. My poos are sticky. I’m in the mess and smells bad.
I wanted to spend my very last moment with Mummy. She puts me in a box full of tissues to comfort me. Staring at me with tears for hours. I look at her & said… Mummy… Its time…I have to go. I’ll always miss you at the other side of the world….
Goodbye....
13February 2004 11.30p.m.
My hubby was a lovely guy and we had 2 batches of babies last year. I gave all the best things for my babies and they have grown well. Few months later, my babies are weaned and most of them are being adopted by other good homes, which I’m glad to know that.
I’ve great time with my Mummy and her families. I enjoy her stroke, her kisses, and playing hide & seek. There are plenty of good foods for me and I love them all. Very soon, I put on lotsa weights and the place was getting small. Mummy finally decided to let me live alone where I know my temper was getting worst. There was one incident that I was being hurt by my daughter, GerGer. Muumy scolded both of us. I know she was worried on my injuries so I’ve been resting at my cage to get well as soon as I could.
In July, I’m lucky enough to be picked by Mummy to join one of the forum chalets. Everybody was shocked by my size where I really a fatty. Mummy feels proud of me and let others to hold me. I felt weird and uneasy at first but it was really an experience for me.
When Mummy starts a new job, I seldom see her. I can only play with her at night and I felt that she is tired from work however I’m pleased to see her and I promise to behave well. Every week, Mummy will buy me and other neighbors some treats. Yogurt was my favorites and of course the big nuts & raisins. 2 weeks ago, I heard Mummy going to take me to the chalet again. However the plan was aborted where Mummy got other appointment. I felt disappointment but nevertheless… she promise to bring me out next time.
Two days later, I felt I have difficulty in breathing and my tummy starts hurting. It was getting worst at night where my tummy starts bloated. Mummy discovered I’m ill when she heard me moaning and it worried her again. She took me to a vet the next day and went for faeces test. Dr Heng, the vet, explained to Mummy that my tummy was full of bacteria and decided to give me some Antibotics, vitamins and other supplement medical treatments. I had a few syringe and it really taste bad. The next day, my health deteriorated rapidly. I breathe very heavily. Mummy was working but her family takes turn to take care of me. I wish Mummy could stay by my side. The pain was killing me. My tummy and my nostril were block. I used my mouth to gasp for air. I must hang on. I know my days are numbered but no matter what I must wait for Mummy. I missed her deeply. Finally I heard the door-gate opened. Mummy rushed to me and burst into tears, yelling my name. I’m in terrible state. I tried to groom myself but I'm too weak. I can’t swallow saliva. My poos are sticky. I’m in the mess and smells bad.
I wanted to spend my very last moment with Mummy. She puts me in a box full of tissues to comfort me. Staring at me with tears for hours. I look at her & said… Mummy… Its time…I have to go. I’ll always miss you at the other side of the world….
Goodbye....
13February 2004 11.30p.m.
This touching story brought tears to my eyes...... poor LauLau...... 
"The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated." 
It make me burst out of tears.... 
