Molly is my 6 year old surrender who has very much bonded with me. Two recent changes in his place at the shelter sent him into a tail spin. I not only changed his cage, I also moved him out of the shelter room. His reaction was a complete depression – he stopped eating!
I moved him into his familiar cage and moved the cage beside my bed; adding my used nightgown to his hammock so he knew his new Mommy was still with him.
I then started him on duck soup as he was rapidly loosing weight! Molly had not eaten for 48 hours and it showed! Molly had never had duck soup and oh boy oh boy, what a fight I had with him. The first few feedings saw me covered in the stuff as he gagged, shook his head, wiped himself all over my face and hair and fought me tooth and nail. I had to resort to syringe feeding him and he thanked me by peeing on me! Molly slowly accepted the duck soup. We graduated from syringe, to finger to baby spoon and last night when I offered him the dish of duck soup he stuck him tongue in and went to town! My little man had come around.
The weight loss is gone, the diarrhea is gone and he is once again doing his walkabouts! Yes he is still beside my bed! I can’t help it; I have to spoil him a little.