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Here I will tell you a little more about Lily and you'll see more pictures of her.

Just gathering some bedding for our nest.

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Although Tansy has been climbing this dresser for months Lily just finally decided to try it.
I know there's something good up there if I can just reach it !
Here Lily is playing in her cage.  As you can see the door is open so she doesn't have to be there.  The girls are loose in their room from 8:30 AM until they choose to go to bed .  This is as early as 4 PM during the Winter and as late as 9 PM during the Summer.
Lily is trying to retrieve a treat out of this ball. 
Lily loves toys and will spend hours playing with them .  An empty Cheese Mania  is her favorite thing.  She'll spend hours playing with one.  Lily especially loves the sound it makes as she bangs it on the floor.
That's all for now.  I'll be adding more so stop by often.
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Lily is very treat oriented and will beg until she's given one.   As you can see succeeded in getting a goodie.
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Lily loves to dig as much as Tansy loves to chew.  Here she is digging in the coch cover.
Lily plays with anything that can be manipulated.  Size doesn't matter.
Here Tansy is trying to get Lily to play with her instead of the wastebasket.

I have a new toy !!
One of my girl friends gave Lily this ball.  As you can see she's enjoying it.
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Lily loves being scratched and coaxes almost anyone to do so.
One of Lily's favorite treats is fresh fruit especially Shiro (yellow) plums.
Sweet cheeries are good too!
Mine!  All mine!

This page was last updated on: March 12, 2006

IMPORTANT
      PDS
Here Lily is sleeping in my 'prairie dog pocket'  This is what she thinks of grey, rainy mornings and the only proper thing to be doing on them.
Lily was kind of a hard luck case at least to start with.  After  almost loosing her to hibernation she did fine until one day she managed to shatter a toe nail on her left front foot.  Although she didn't seem bothered by it we rushed her to the vet's.  This was on a Saturday and, of course, he wasn't in.  So we were sent to the next best vet.  Unfortunately not much was known (in 1999) about Prairie Dogs as they have long been considered a pest species and not much research was done on them until recently.  The vet was very kind and got the bleeding stopped.  He had to trim the nail right down to the quick because it was that badly damaged.  He gave her an antibiotic so she wouldn't develope an infection.  A couple of days later she wouldn't eat.  A very bad sign as eating is her favorite thing.  Once again our regular vet wasn't available .  Neither was the vet who treated her so we were refered to a third vet.  Lily didn't like this one at all.  He was nice but he made her open her mouth and she lost her temper.  By the time they got around to x-raying her to see if she had a blockage she was pretty mad.  She bit the doctor and one of the techs.  She came back to us riding on the nurse's shoulder all excited and fluffed out.  She really looked funny.  She proceeded to tell us all about what had happened!  When the vet returned he showed the x-ray and pointed out the blockage.  He then gave us 2 different medicines and told us how to give them to her.  We took her home and gave her the medications (fortunately she liked them.) .  By the next morning she was almost back to normal.  Except for a couple of minor things she's been very healthy.  When it came time to be spayed (necessry if you want to avoid PMS [Prairie Dog Monster Syndrome] at sexual maturity) she was a very good girl.  Her earlier experience with the vets had taught her that it was no big deal.
Here is Lily at about 7 weeks drinking from an eyedropper.  She didn't know how to drink from a water bottle and had to be taught.  I gave her boiled water with a little honey in it to encourage her to drink.  I'd offer her the eye dropper several times a day.  By the third day she had figured out where her water was.  When she wanted a drink she'd put a paw on the eye dropper and turn to look at me.  When she was sure she had my attention she'd pat the eye dropper to let me know that she wanted a drink.
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