Today, the little veiled I attempted to rescue finally got peace from her suffering. When I got her, she had severe metabolic bone disease, a respiratory infection, two infected eyes, and was frail and lethargic. I didn't want to see her die in a pet store, so I took her home to try and give her a better chance. She knew love and kindness for the two weeks she was in my car, and actually developed a personality. She was brighter, her eyes were open, and she was accepting insects and drinking water on her own. She passed away in warm, natural sunlight, and was displaying great color that day.
She will be missed tremendously, and I hope she knew that she was wanted and respected. I literally stayed up all night caring for her on more than one occasion, and I even made myself sick with stress about getting her better. My efforts were in vain to recover her, but I feel good that someone at least gave her the opportunity and care she deserved. She was a great girl, strong and courageous, and had such a sweet disposition given how poor her life had been and all the pain she was in.
She will be missed tremendously, and I hope she knew that she was wanted and respected. I literally stayed up all night caring for her on more than one occasion, and I even made myself sick with stress about getting her better. My efforts were in vain to recover her, but I feel good that someone at least gave her the opportunity and care she deserved. She was a great girl, strong and courageous, and had such a sweet disposition given how poor her life had been and all the pain she was in.