Just got my boy!
Let me first say that I have been anticipating owning a prairie dog since early 2001. As I was on the waiting list for a pup of my own, this awful ban took place. I was extremely disappointed. I think I read "Bringing a Prairie Dog Pup Into Your Home" front to back at least five times. I already had a vet lined up to do a spay/neuter. What a bummer it was! I was ecstatic to learn this past fall that the ban had been rescinded-- the wait for spring to come was awful! As soon as I saw the first ads for them this year, I had lined up to have one shipped. However, to my utter surprise, I walked into a tiny, dirty little pet store this past Thursday and found a little pup huddled up in the corner of the cage. I felt it was not wise to support such a store, but my heartstrings broke watching him in the tiny, filthy cage. As soon as I approached him, he ran up the side bars and stood as close to me in the corner as he could. I decided that I could not leave without getting the little guy. As soon as he was placed into my arms, he let out a "yahoo!" What a moment.
It was an anxious drive home. He was crammed into a tiny cardboard box and I noticed him sneezing during the trip. I got him home, set him up a new cage, and let him have a night to explore undisturbed. This afternoon, I got home from work and confirmed that the little guy has an upper respiratory infection. What a dilemma. I contemplated returning him, but I did not want to send him back into such a bad situation. I actually heard that this store simply freezes animals that get sick. On the other hand, I would hate for $200 (yeah, I know) to go down the drain so quickly. Of course I decided I couldn't let go of him so easily; he is now being treated with antibiotics twice daily. I am hoping he will be a completely healthy pup soon!
What a joy he is to have. He is already extremely attached to me-- he follows me everywhere, "yahoo"s when he sees me, and jumps at the opportunity to climb into my lap or onto my shoulder. He HATES to be in his cage, and he loves to feel EVERYTHING with his teeth. It's scary, but of course the room is PD-proof!
I think I've decided to call him Eggroll. Here are a few pictures for those interested. =]