Snickerspants Vol. 7: A New Day
- AldenM1
- Supporter in '21
In the interest of record-keeping, I'm back to note that we lost Miss Truvy L'il Pouf this weekend. Yes, Truvy -- barely two years old, although no longer the tiny little Butterbean she was when SlaveToFuzzy dispatched me to rescue a "hamster" from the local dog shelter. She was a good girl, quiet and mostly self-sufficient, although she did like playing with Rosalynn occasionally. And Sunday morning she was just dead. I had a necropsy done and it shows heart disease. The vet also noted that her stomach was full, which I'm actually finding very comforting, because it means she wasn't even feeling sick enough to be picky at dinner time. She ate well, I turned off the lights for bed, and she... turned off the lights.
I don't know if Photobucket will even let me upload new pictures, so here's one from back on page 4 when I discovered this little miracle of pouf and was worried that she might have a penis. :)
Another side-story of some humor: I never saw Truvy bully anybody, although she did quietly get the best spots a lot of the time, even better than Rosalynn (who is an overt bully!). But I did see Truvy manage Ferguson, who was deeply interested in her tufty hair. He presented Cici as a portfolio example of his good work keeping long hair short and evenly trimmed. He tried with some regularity, too: I would often find green smears on Truvy's flanks. But they'd be smears on long tufts of hair. I saw her nose him away a couple of times. She never bit or attacked or even rumbled. She just sort of ... DOMINATED him away from her hair at all times. And therefore as of Saturday afternoon she still had curls, kept shortish only by *my* attentions (which I did because she got dreadlocky so fast and wasn't a fan of combing, so a periodic shearing worked best for us). She also had two lovely long shoulder tufts in the nature of a texel. But obviously, by the time I collected her remains on Sunday, she had been given a very professional and tidy haircut, top to bottom. And I'm pretty sure that if we'd examined the contents of Ferguson's stomach, it would have been 100% hair!
I don't know if Photobucket will even let me upload new pictures, so here's one from back on page 4 when I discovered this little miracle of pouf and was worried that she might have a penis. :)
Another side-story of some humor: I never saw Truvy bully anybody, although she did quietly get the best spots a lot of the time, even better than Rosalynn (who is an overt bully!). But I did see Truvy manage Ferguson, who was deeply interested in her tufty hair. He presented Cici as a portfolio example of his good work keeping long hair short and evenly trimmed. He tried with some regularity, too: I would often find green smears on Truvy's flanks. But they'd be smears on long tufts of hair. I saw her nose him away a couple of times. She never bit or attacked or even rumbled. She just sort of ... DOMINATED him away from her hair at all times. And therefore as of Saturday afternoon she still had curls, kept shortish only by *my* attentions (which I did because she got dreadlocky so fast and wasn't a fan of combing, so a periodic shearing worked best for us). She also had two lovely long shoulder tufts in the nature of a texel. But obviously, by the time I collected her remains on Sunday, she had been given a very professional and tidy haircut, top to bottom. And I'm pretty sure that if we'd examined the contents of Ferguson's stomach, it would have been 100% hair!
- GrannyJu1
- Supporter in '21
Aww, geez, AldenM1. I'm so VERY sorry about her loss. I fell in love on day 1 of seeing her picture. It sounds like she had inner beauty & strength to go along with her outer cuteness. Heart disease at 2 years of age. I hate that we lose our little loved ones so early.
Rest in peace, Miss Truvy L'il Pouf. You are loved and missed.
Rest in peace, Miss Truvy L'il Pouf. You are loved and missed.