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One year today my thorn was born... He was possibly the most amazing baby ever...
Cleo came to me heavily pregnant and showing signs of toxemia...
It was decided to give cleo a dose of oxytocin... Which would save her life but unfortunately of the five babies born... Only two survived birth...
I looked in the cage... To find a baby spralled out on his side... In the middle of the cage...
I watched on as mom ignored him and carried on giving birth... After 15 mins I picked him up and rubbed him with a towel... Warmed him up and made a little nest from the hay and popped him in...
The second baby to survive was Rose... She was bigger but not much stronger...
Thorn weighed 18g born... There was nothing too him...
By the time he was a day old it became apparent he was too weak to physically feed off cleo... She began getting funny when I would move him near her... She took a chunk out of his ear and really trampled him and I decided that I would hand rear him...
With some hard work... Perseverance... And nifty tips off here... I started to feed him... I started with some water with glucose powder in and then got out to the shops to buy some milk for him... His first feed was actually some of my sons soya formula milk...
Thorn picked up and over the next week he plumped up beautifully...!
He developed a URI... And was treated with... 0.01ml of Baytril twice daily...
And believe it or not he seemed to recover almost completely...
And all the way through his short struggle for life he never stopped... He would wake me in the night when he wanted milk by screaming at me... He used to sleep in a carrier in my bed... (sad I know... But I wanted him to be warm) and if I woke in the night to check on him he would be pushed against the door as if to get as close to me as he could...
Unfortunately cleo stopped producing milk and the over night deterioration in Rose was awful... I tryed really hard to hand rear her along with thorn but she never made it and passed away whilst I was culling her...
More to follow....x
Cleo came to me heavily pregnant and showing signs of toxemia...
It was decided to give cleo a dose of oxytocin... Which would save her life but unfortunately of the five babies born... Only two survived birth...
I looked in the cage... To find a baby spralled out on his side... In the middle of the cage...
I watched on as mom ignored him and carried on giving birth... After 15 mins I picked him up and rubbed him with a towel... Warmed him up and made a little nest from the hay and popped him in...
The second baby to survive was Rose... She was bigger but not much stronger...
Thorn weighed 18g born... There was nothing too him...
By the time he was a day old it became apparent he was too weak to physically feed off cleo... She began getting funny when I would move him near her... She took a chunk out of his ear and really trampled him and I decided that I would hand rear him...
With some hard work... Perseverance... And nifty tips off here... I started to feed him... I started with some water with glucose powder in and then got out to the shops to buy some milk for him... His first feed was actually some of my sons soya formula milk...
Thorn picked up and over the next week he plumped up beautifully...!
He developed a URI... And was treated with... 0.01ml of Baytril twice daily...
And believe it or not he seemed to recover almost completely...
And all the way through his short struggle for life he never stopped... He would wake me in the night when he wanted milk by screaming at me... He used to sleep in a carrier in my bed... (sad I know... But I wanted him to be warm) and if I woke in the night to check on him he would be pushed against the door as if to get as close to me as he could...
Unfortunately cleo stopped producing milk and the over night deterioration in Rose was awful... I tryed really hard to hand rear her along with thorn but she never made it and passed away whilst I was culling her...
More to follow....x