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I'm going to get straight to the heart breaking, tear and pain causing point -
Porter is (for all intents and purposes)... dead.
(For anyone who doesn't know the story - A. minatrix is my favourite Avic. I had a sling, Mimi, die of "DKS" some months back. I was ecstatic when my mum offered to buy me another one as an early birthday present. That's where Porter comes in...)
I don't even know what to say. I feel sick to my stomach.
WHY does this keep happening?
She was a little 'off' from the start...
I thought maybe it was just "shipping shock"... but, she never really recovered.
I thought maybe it was just pre-moult that was causing her difficulty climbing.
I came home tonight to find her vertical amongst her plants.
Almost like she wanted to molt. I was excited!
But then, an hour passed...
and two...
and four...
With no movement and no progress, I gently brushed the hairs on one of her legs to see if I could illicit any sort of response...
Nothing.
Another half hour...
I decided an ICU was in order.
Warm, moist paper towels and a small water bowl.
Moving her into it... no response.
Nothing.
She'll remain there over night.
I am holding to the "It's not dead until it smells or molds" theory and...
and...
and what?
I am at a complete loss for words.
Porter is (for all intents and purposes)... dead.
(For anyone who doesn't know the story - A. minatrix is my favourite Avic. I had a sling, Mimi, die of "DKS" some months back. I was ecstatic when my mum offered to buy me another one as an early birthday present. That's where Porter comes in...)
I don't even know what to say. I feel sick to my stomach.
WHY does this keep happening?
She was a little 'off' from the start...
I thought maybe it was just "shipping shock"... but, she never really recovered.
I thought maybe it was just pre-moult that was causing her difficulty climbing.
I came home tonight to find her vertical amongst her plants.
Almost like she wanted to molt. I was excited!
But then, an hour passed...
and two...
and four...
With no movement and no progress, I gently brushed the hairs on one of her legs to see if I could illicit any sort of response...
Nothing.
Another half hour...
I decided an ICU was in order.
Warm, moist paper towels and a small water bowl.
Moving her into it... no response.
Nothing.
She'll remain there over night.
I am holding to the "It's not dead until it smells or molds" theory and...
and...
and what?
I am at a complete loss for words.