Whitmoregirl's Wombles

Good grief, what a week. Tripp was to be put to sleep on monday but unfortunately I had to stay in and wait for some twat to change the wheels on my dad’s car and couldn’t make an appointment, so I decided to do it on my next day off which was Thursday. Apparantly though Tripp couldn’t wait that long and died on Wednesday in his sleep. He was always quite a quiet and mousey little chap but I could tell he missed Cornish when he passed a few months back.

Tripp

Enjoying some grass time

And to top it off, Harpo suffered a bad stroke on Friday and spent the day on a hot water bottle. I was unsure he would survive but was still alive in the morning (having spent the night on his hot water bottle). He was even still alive when I returned from work on Saturday and managed to munch a pea and some grape, but it must’ve been too much and he passed around half 10 tonight. He was quite a little character, the mediator of the group, and came out in the morning with Ob for his cereal when called so I’m rather gutted at the loss. I’m really going to miss him not coming out for cheerios in the morning.

Harpo not long after I got him

Harpo (upper) and Pan, who died last month, as youngsters in their quarantine tank.

Little Harpo.

Bigger Harpo.

Enjoying some time on the grass (left) with Ob and Pan (Monty not pictured).

Well my tank came and it took about a week to get it set up properly, the stand that is, there’s little to do with the tank but lift it out of the box .. which I couldn’t do. I tried to build it myself but sadly the lack of a power drill and the crummy instructions rather set me back, so I ended up waiting until the weekend for my dad to come along with his power drill – and even then, I had to wait until Monday for an extension cable to pop it inside the cabinet then drill the lid on and place the tank on top!
It’s been cycling for nearly 2 weeks now and doesn’t seem to be making much progress, but I’d rather wait it out than dunk the fish in it and hope it copes. I was tempted to pop Dookie in it though, he must produce more than enough ammonia etc to get it going and he should be able to handle extra gunk in the water!

On the gerbil front, not much has happened except Rudy suffered a stroke two nights ago and seems rather out of it and doddery, but he’s eating and drinking so fingers crossed he’ll recover. Oh and I will most likely be taking Tripp to be PTS on Monday as he’s got a headtilt and SGT and I don’t really want him to spiral the plughole and suffer.

Oh and I’m still getting those damn spam messages — give it up already twats, I’m not going to approve them, no matter how many times you post!