Caleb arrives sporting his big belly |
However, the first night yielded a very mangey little boy and Rach contacted me to see if I could help him. Upon arrival and inspection I determined that the hog was male, had awful mange and a very full tummy. After I had given him his first Ivomec jab I popped him into his hospital box with a bowl full of electrolytes along with a little food and left him to it.
Caleb, expressing his appeciation for his heat pad by demonstrating the 'splat hog' |
Ouchy ... |
A quick word about his name - when Rachael's partner dropped this hoggie off to me I told him to let their daughter Indi chose a name for him. Rach warned me that said name could well be very random but I knew this from previous experience with Miss Indi and awaited the naming day with baited breath.
Rach informed me the next day that the naming decree had been announced by Queen Indi and that if the hoggie was a girl it was 'Kora-Nina' and is it was a boy it was 'Caleb' so Caleb it was ... I did let Rach know I was very disappointed to have such a mainstream name for him but the Queen had spoken hehe.
Oil treatment on board and it's back to bed to warm up |
After his big drop in weight the first night Caleb has been steadily gaining and has nearly gotten back to his admission weight. He is eating well - he just loves his Hills A/D and has figured out how to make a nest bed in his blankets so is more settled and content which will reduce his stress levels a lot.
In this photo you can see just how emaciated he is - his head here is about 2/3 the size of his body when it should be about 1/4 the size of his body when rolled up.
and so to Conrad ....
Jacqui from Hedgehog Rescue New Zealand rang me about another hog on Wednesday. This one had been picked up by some children and was full of maggots. Now, maggots and me aren't a good combination so I got them to take the hog to Luanne at Pet Doctors for de maggoting. Luanne then gave me a call later in the day to say the maggots had been dealt to and I went in to collect the hog.
Oh my! The smell was indescribable ... probably the worst I've encountered so far.
I had a new fosterer lined up to come and see me on Sat so I warned her that she would most likely be leaving with a hog in tow. I asked her to name this hoggie and she called him Conrad.
This wee man was VERY stressed so I settled him in his hospital box, gave him some electrolytes with a little food and left him to it overnight. I didn't like the look of him and the following morning he hadn't improved. He didn't eat or drink at all over night and his breathing was still rapid. I couldn't monitor him closely for most of the day as we had to go to Auckland hospital for a medical appointment but upon getting home later that day the first thing I did was check on Conrad.
Oh lordy, he was simply ALIVE with hundreds of maggots. I had to get over myself and my maggot aversion (instant vomit!!!) which I did pretty quickly once I had lost my lunch and hit the panic button spending the next 2 hours getting the maggots off him. It is imperative with maggots that they be removed ASAP as once they have hatched they instantly begin to eat the hog alive. By the time I had finished, Conrad was obviously in a very bad way. He was unresponsive and I assume, in deep shock.
I tucked him away in his warm bed and waited but I knew in my heart what the outcome was going to be. Checking him 1/2 hourly confirmed he was still totally unresponsive and throughout the evening his breathing got slower and slower until by 11.30pm I was certain he had passed over the Rainbow Bridge. I waited until the morning to confirm it and my suspicions were correct.
RIP Conrad - may your time over the Rainbow Bridge be free forever from torture and pain.