PoshPenny
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Hoggle passed away this afternoon. We started the panacur and everything seemed fine, but today he went to the bottom of the enclosure, climbed in the pathos and passed away. I was getting ready to mist him, got him fresh warm water, uncovered the cage and couldn't find him anywhere. I kept looking up, then I looked down--then I saw him there. I reached in to touch him and he didn't move. I choked up, and my heart just sank--I wrapped him in a baby blanket of my daughters and just sat there with him, and told him I was sorry that I failed him. I cried like baby for a good hour.
His blue bottle flies never got to hatch in time. I was excited to give them to him. Grinding up freaking bee pollen to gut load them.
This was the first time though iv got to hold him without being afraid of him, so I took a moment to do it--except this time it was just with overwhelming grief.
Im typing this with such deep regret while staring at a huge empty enclosure. I was so excited to free range him and own a big guy I could have for several years. I didn't even have him 2 weeks.
From day one he was so unhappy, pacing the cage over and over and over again. Refusing to eat or drink. Just pacing. Trying to find a way out, trying to find a way to get as far away from me.
Some wild things I think just can't accept losing their freedom. I'm now a believer in maladaptation.
Thank you to everyone for your advise and trying to help me. A special thank you to trace.
I'll never buy another WC again. I let my enthusiasm get the best of me. It's safe to say my enthusiasm is gone.
His blue bottle flies never got to hatch in time. I was excited to give them to him. Grinding up freaking bee pollen to gut load them.
This was the first time though iv got to hold him without being afraid of him, so I took a moment to do it--except this time it was just with overwhelming grief.
Im typing this with such deep regret while staring at a huge empty enclosure. I was so excited to free range him and own a big guy I could have for several years. I didn't even have him 2 weeks.
From day one he was so unhappy, pacing the cage over and over and over again. Refusing to eat or drink. Just pacing. Trying to find a way out, trying to find a way to get as far away from me.
Some wild things I think just can't accept losing their freedom. I'm now a believer in maladaptation.
Thank you to everyone for your advise and trying to help me. A special thank you to trace.
I'll never buy another WC again. I let my enthusiasm get the best of me. It's safe to say my enthusiasm is gone.
It must be terrible... But don't be hard on yourself!!!!! Give yourself some time and I agree we have to accept that some of the WC chameleons just can not live in captivity...
