RIP Tofu
She started off with the name "uh-oh" @leetee #43805
Then, we named her and her "sister" Tux and Tofu @leetee #43858
Tux, sadly, did not live very long with us @leetee #44386
Then, yesterday, we made the decision that Tofu had experienced enough discomfort and perhaps pain.
She had developed a rather large growth, most likely a breast tumour and it was steadily growing larger.
At first, she found alternative ways to make it around her cage just fine. The growth was under her right armpit, so she she couldn't just walk from place to place. She had to jump, then arch her back, then, she had to scale the walls up, then scoot across, then scoot back down.
Then, we had to get rid of some of the higher platforms, because she was stumbling. A couple of nasty falls were enough.
Just the other day, we moved her water right beside her cubyhole house and dump some food right at the door, too. She couldn't getup the wee ramp to get to her food and water.
Yesterday morning, she didn't want any leftover cold pasta. Gasp! She LOVED pasta. And lettuce. She did not want either. It was time.
RIP old girl. Our tenacious T.
Then, we named her and her "sister" Tux and Tofu @leetee #43858
Tux, sadly, did not live very long with us @leetee #44386
Then, yesterday, we made the decision that Tofu had experienced enough discomfort and perhaps pain.
She had developed a rather large growth, most likely a breast tumour and it was steadily growing larger.
At first, she found alternative ways to make it around her cage just fine. The growth was under her right armpit, so she she couldn't just walk from place to place. She had to jump, then arch her back, then, she had to scale the walls up, then scoot across, then scoot back down.
Then, we had to get rid of some of the higher platforms, because she was stumbling. A couple of nasty falls were enough.
Just the other day, we moved her water right beside her cubyhole house and dump some food right at the door, too. She couldn't getup the wee ramp to get to her food and water.
Yesterday morning, she didn't want any leftover cold pasta. Gasp! She LOVED pasta. And lettuce. She did not want either. It was time.
RIP old girl. Our tenacious T.
