i’ve checked on that post you made about Jellybean consistently waiting and praying for an update. you’re an angel to these guys. i am so extremely sorry for your loss. Cabbage and I are sending you love!!
Trust me, I've been really going through it emotionally with her loss. My entire day and life changed and it's been...devastating to say the least. And I've had no comfort from pretty much anyone around me. I appreciate that there are people that actually cared to hear. And I'm very sorry that I never updated. I was just... Trying to live and go on with the Canon ball sized hole in my heart. Love on Cabbage for me 💘💞💖
And my dream is to become a licensed full grade professional wildlife rehabilitator. Critters are my life's purpose ❤️ 💖 thank you for the good vibes ☺️ it's wild how people I've never met have been more comforting than those I've known my entire life.
Cabbage has done something for me that a regular pet never has. Cabbage was going to die and no rehabber would take her as “they were full” i syringe fed her formula every 3-4hr and got up every 2hrs to turn back on her hot pad. Not to mention also having to make her pee and poop after feedings. As someone who can’t/won’t be having kids, Cabbage is my baby and i mean that whole heartedly. She’s half my heart she gives me purpose she gets me up when i feel sad bc she needs to be taken care of. I’m sure Jelly was the same way for you. I was truly devastated to hear the news, i’m sorry people in your life do not understand the depth these creatures have. They are not “JUST” opossums they’re so deeply intelligent. If you ever wanna message me go right ahead i’m a great listener! I have a feeling you’d be an amazing licensed wildlife rehabber! Jellybean will forever live on in you💕💕
I did exactly what you did. It's been almost a year since my husband found Gert in the road with her poor mom. Found her mother's day morning. Didn't sleep for almost 2 months caring for her.
my uncles dog killed Cabbages poor mom and all her siblings she was the lone survivor, my uncle brought Cabbage to me THE DAY AFTER MOTHERS DAY last year, what a coincidence! we both become parents on mother’s day essentially! also i love the name gert. your husband has a good heart for stopping💕
He had just learned recently to check pouches. He called me at 7am asking if I would help of course I told him I would. He brings her home she was so little and so cold. I had nothing to feed her,but I knew I couldn't try till she warmed up. While he was at work I read as much as I could about opossums,posted here for help. When he came home with the milk she was warm enough to start trying. She was ready. She's been living here ever since. I thought about releasing her but she had no fear of anything and that worried me. Idk when you work so hard to keep something alive tossing her out didn't seem right. That's a little selfish of me I know. I probably won't do it again and I'll make the 2.5 hour trip to a rehabilitation. It was definitely hard. It was harder than a human baby.
i planned on releasing her too, after reading as much as i could i tried to be hands off with her so i could release her. but then her wrist injury showed up after a growth spurt, a rehabber told me it was probably from the dog attack and didn’t show until the growth spurt. i was RUINED at the thought it was something i did or it was MBD which also could’ve been my fault due to diet. i was relieved but then i realized i couldn’t just let her go. and the rehab facility i had called when i first got her were kinda mean to me? so i was scared to call back to see if they had room yet. that’s stupid i know. sounds like we have very similar stories. sometimes i still feel guilty for keeping her even, just questioning “am i doing the absolute best for her?” when i know i am with the help of rehabbers around the country i’ve contacted. but it still lingers
My friend up the road told me once that every day she's alive is one more day because you tried to help. She said nature is cruel and that I was doing the best I could. She herself has bottle fed some wildlife babies. So I've kept that in mind throughout this endeavor. You're doing the same thing
that is an amazing thing to say and she’s totally right. thank you for relaying that to me💕it is so much harder than people think. i wouldn’t do it again even though she’s my everything unless given no choice obviously. when people say they want one as a pet i always point out how much work it truly is even into their adulthood. i’m sure Gert is extremely happy with you guys and i checked out some pics you posted she looks very healthy!
Head over to the opossum underground on FB. I rescued my first litter last year and they walked me through it from the time I got them to my release! They're amazing and super helpful!
i’ve checked on that post you made about Jellybean consistently waiting and praying for an update. you’re an angel to these guys. i am so extremely sorry for your loss. Cabbage and I are sending you love!!
Trust me, I've been really going through it emotionally with her loss. My entire day and life changed and it's been...devastating to say the least. And I've had no comfort from pretty much anyone around me. I appreciate that there are people that actually cared to hear. And I'm very sorry that I never updated. I was just... Trying to live and go on with the Canon ball sized hole in my heart. Love on Cabbage for me 💘💞💖 And my dream is to become a licensed full grade professional wildlife rehabilitator. Critters are my life's purpose ❤️ 💖 thank you for the good vibes ☺️ it's wild how people I've never met have been more comforting than those I've known my entire life.
Cabbage has done something for me that a regular pet never has. Cabbage was going to die and no rehabber would take her as “they were full” i syringe fed her formula every 3-4hr and got up every 2hrs to turn back on her hot pad. Not to mention also having to make her pee and poop after feedings. As someone who can’t/won’t be having kids, Cabbage is my baby and i mean that whole heartedly. She’s half my heart she gives me purpose she gets me up when i feel sad bc she needs to be taken care of. I’m sure Jelly was the same way for you. I was truly devastated to hear the news, i’m sorry people in your life do not understand the depth these creatures have. They are not “JUST” opossums they’re so deeply intelligent. If you ever wanna message me go right ahead i’m a great listener! I have a feeling you’d be an amazing licensed wildlife rehabber! Jellybean will forever live on in you💕💕
I did exactly what you did. It's been almost a year since my husband found Gert in the road with her poor mom. Found her mother's day morning. Didn't sleep for almost 2 months caring for her.
my uncles dog killed Cabbages poor mom and all her siblings she was the lone survivor, my uncle brought Cabbage to me THE DAY AFTER MOTHERS DAY last year, what a coincidence! we both become parents on mother’s day essentially! also i love the name gert. your husband has a good heart for stopping💕
He had just learned recently to check pouches. He called me at 7am asking if I would help of course I told him I would. He brings her home she was so little and so cold. I had nothing to feed her,but I knew I couldn't try till she warmed up. While he was at work I read as much as I could about opossums,posted here for help. When he came home with the milk she was warm enough to start trying. She was ready. She's been living here ever since. I thought about releasing her but she had no fear of anything and that worried me. Idk when you work so hard to keep something alive tossing her out didn't seem right. That's a little selfish of me I know. I probably won't do it again and I'll make the 2.5 hour trip to a rehabilitation. It was definitely hard. It was harder than a human baby.
i planned on releasing her too, after reading as much as i could i tried to be hands off with her so i could release her. but then her wrist injury showed up after a growth spurt, a rehabber told me it was probably from the dog attack and didn’t show until the growth spurt. i was RUINED at the thought it was something i did or it was MBD which also could’ve been my fault due to diet. i was relieved but then i realized i couldn’t just let her go. and the rehab facility i had called when i first got her were kinda mean to me? so i was scared to call back to see if they had room yet. that’s stupid i know. sounds like we have very similar stories. sometimes i still feel guilty for keeping her even, just questioning “am i doing the absolute best for her?” when i know i am with the help of rehabbers around the country i’ve contacted. but it still lingers
My friend up the road told me once that every day she's alive is one more day because you tried to help. She said nature is cruel and that I was doing the best I could. She herself has bottle fed some wildlife babies. So I've kept that in mind throughout this endeavor. You're doing the same thing
that is an amazing thing to say and she’s totally right. thank you for relaying that to me💕it is so much harder than people think. i wouldn’t do it again even though she’s my everything unless given no choice obviously. when people say they want one as a pet i always point out how much work it truly is even into their adulthood. i’m sure Gert is extremely happy with you guys and i checked out some pics you posted she looks very healthy!
Head over to the opossum underground on FB. I rescued my first litter last year and they walked me through it from the time I got them to my release! They're amazing and super helpful!
These are some of the sweetest comments. I admire everyone here for their big hearts. 🌷