Schmoo
was another rescue, but this time, from ignorance. He was in a pet shop,
infested with mites, skinny, and beaten up by the other mice. He was so
scratched up that his eye and whole side of his face was disfigured from
swelling...a death sentence for a pet store mouse. But, that's where we
came in and took him home. Some ivermectin, antibiotics, and TLC were
all Schmoo needed to be good as new. Soon, he was plump, active, and bug
free.
He was a little trooper, taking all the poking and prodding we needed to do to make him better. We never gave up on him and he never gave up on us. Unfortunately, after all that, he ended up succumbing to a respiratory infection. He was a friendly little guy and a real fighter, so we were happy to have fought for him. Even if his time was short, it was quality time. We were happy to have known him and he is missed!