Today marks the end of three and a half beautiful years with Poggles. He passed away early morning.
He did not heal properly after the foot injury and the wound kept getting worse. Despite our best efforts, he was suffering. He could not walk anymore, he was weak, and he lost weight. I fed him with a spoon for his last two days and he ate readily. I had hope that he would recover.
Last night he appeared to be in pain or to be having seizures. I gave him one last dose of pain medication and he settled down. He licked towards me over and over again like he was thankful or giving me kisses and then settled down looking at me from the opening in his pouch.
This morning, he was still in the same position looking out. He didn't answer when I called. He wasn't alive anymore. I cried and cried all day long and wondered about all the things I might have done for him to save him.
In the end, I am just thankful that he waited for me and that I was with him in his last moments. He was a very good hedgehog and the best study buddy ever. He was a great source of comfort to me all throughout nursing school.
I wrapped him in thick paper towel and made him a nice biodegradable coffin out of layers of newspaper.
Coincidentally, it says, "above & beyond" on the lid. I thought that was kind of nice. Like he's gone to heaven or somewhere in the sky. I can't explain the red seedless grapes though.
We buried him in a lovely plot of the garden where English Mint and Lemon Balm grows. I think he would have liked the smell. My sweetheart sang a song and I said a speech for him. We gathered little flowers from my garden and put them all about his grave.
Rest in peace, my little hedgehog. I will love you and miss you always. You will forever be in my heart. Good bye, Master Pogglebee.