3 babies didn't make it through the night. I am trying to hold it all together so this can be a life lesson for my boys but, I just want to cry...there are still 6 though so I just need to keep hoping that they make it. I really don't cope with death well. On the bright side, the 6 still alive all have round bellies. The one (at least I think it is the same one) is still rolling on his back with mouth wide open making little squeaking sounds every time Sozo walks over the babies.
Rosey is starting to be mean to Buck so I need to separate them, I am guessing she is going to have her litter around Friday but usually Wheeler didn't get fussy until closer to her due date. They chewed a whole between the cages so they could be together so now I need to fix that. I am thinking to have it be fencing material so Buck can still see his beloved Rosey. He is probably upset that she doesn't want to be around him and keeps attacking him.
No comments:
Post a Comment