Yesterday evening, we said goodbye to our beloved gerbil, Jules, our longest-lived gerbil to date, 3 years and 2 plus months.
She was our little fighter to the end. She had a tumor growing in her belly, just like her sister Claudia (we said goodbye in June to Claudia). BUT she was still running around and trying to get on with life as normal. However, we knew it was time, she could no longer climb up to get water or even into her sand bath.
We took her to our lovely vet, who tried her best to give us maybe a few more months but in the end, we decided it was better to let her go while she was not suffering too much. The vet had said that she was already in distress from the huge size of her stomach and the ultrasound showed both water and tumor inside so…
Goodbye, dearest Jules! You gave us lots of fun and laughter. We hope you are having fun with your sisters in gerbil heaven now.
You can read about when we first brought them all home here.
Last Friday, 15th June 2018, we had to say goodbye to our little Claudia, our little grey one, one of our pet gerbils. It is very sad but it had to be done.
She had some sort of growth or tumor in her belly and was not getting better after a week of meds from the vet. She was simply sleeping all day, waking only to eat a little and drink a little. Even though her belly was big, you could feel her bones through her fur, and she laid absolutely still when you held her, which is most unusual for rodents. Given that she was a good 2 years and 10 months old, the vet suggested it was time to let her go and we agreed. (Gerbils have a lifespan of 3 to 4 years only.)
Goodbye, Claudia. Hope you are having fun in gerbil heaven.
Your sister, Jules, the only one left of the original three, is still going strong and we hope she will be with us for a bit longer.
Click here to see all three of them when we first got them.
First of all, when we left for our summer holiday we knew we would face the possibility of coming home to at least one of our mice passing away. And Patch did pass away while we were gone (i wrote a tiny bit about it here. i remember how excited we were to welcome them to our home.) And this past Thursday we said goodbye to Patches, who like Patch also had a benign tumour. But unexpectedly the very next day, we found Sam had passed away too, in the early morning. Mice only live 2.5 to 3 years and it is about time. So we buried both of them next to each other in our garden.
Will we have mice again? Maybe? Still considering.
The next goodbye i had to say was to my Australian “Grandpa” Bill.
Grandpa Bill and Grandma Joy sort of adopted us, the international students who went to the church near our university in Perth. We went to their home once a month for a potluck lunch and they made it feel like home. It meant a ton to me to have them there, to be welcomed, given great big hugs and just loved by them. i kept in touch with them on and off over the years, always sending Christmas greetings at the very least.
Yesterday, my best friend from uni sent a message saying Grandpa Bill had passed away. He lived a good life and to a ripe old age. i’m sure he has no regrets and is happy to go home to the Lord. But still he will be missed and i am sad not to have been able to see him again in this lifetime.
i wish i had a photo to show you what a wonderfully cheerful man he was. But unfortunately my photos from uni days are all in storage at my mum’s. So all i can say is