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markscherz · 8 months
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The specimens in your video, are they killed to be preserved or do they die of natural causes before preservation?
As with all natural history collections, the vast majority of specimens in the Natural History Museum of Denmark (where I am the Curator of Herpetology) were euthanised to be preserved and kept in these libraries of biological knowledge, where they are curated and maintained for research purposes for centuries to come. We have one of the oldest collections in the world; some of our specimens are over 300 years old.
With amphibians in particular, we almost never find them dead in the wild, unless they've been run over by vehicles or have died of some disease in large masses, because their soft bodies decay extremely quickly. Even in captivity, a vertebrate that dies of 'natural' causes usually is almost always in a pretty grim condition either leading up to the death, or by the time it is found. These make for very bad specimens. With reptiles, you can do a little better, but not much. So, even though we have lots of animals from Copenhagen Zoo that died in captivity and put in the freezer soon afterwards, these are mostly in poor condition. Also, because they are not representative of wild animals (dietary and environmental differences), and lack information on their locality of origin, they are poor animals for research purposes, and mostly are avoided by researchers wanting to study e.g. natural variation in a species. However, they are still very valuable specimens, especially when they are the only specimens of a species that we have.
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queen-mabs-revenge · 1 month
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cw pet death
so my little freak of nature and i said goodbye last night which, as per other post about this, was silly and perfect in so many ways. from the death of one roman to another, and so it goes.
but yeah i just want to reflect on how i'm feeling to have it down because i'm devastated, yes, but i couldn't have asked for a better last day with her.
when we went with the steroid injections on wednesday, the vet was like 'in 48 hours you'll essentially see her at as best as she's going to be so you'll be able to decide then' and honestly by yesterday morning, she was very much the same except for the increased thirst drive and the slight increased interest in food (she licked a piece of chicken uau), so at that point making her linger would just see her decline from there.
yesterday was the first sunny day we've had in a good while -- sparkling sun and a high of 14. i rang into work and asked if there was anything urgent that needed doing, because i'd like to spend a last beautiful day with my cat. they were so gracious and covered for me, batting away a load of clients who decided they needed artwork on a friday before a long weekend lmao ok bye. spent a little time doing a last clutch of artwork with her sleeping on my belly in the sun.
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got her into her harness and it was so clear that this was the right thing - she loves going outside, but hates that thing being put on her. i've modded it so that it has a clasp at the neck, but still clipping the torso bit always gets a hiss or two, but she just let me at it. got everything prepared including lining her backpack with a bin liner, a absorbent puppy pad, and then loads of fleece blankets and a couple of those instant heat pads.
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out into the sunshine and onto our usual walk - she came out on my shoulder to have a look at the world, but for the most part stayed curled up in the bottom watching everything while lying down.
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we got to the rag tree still cradling my gift pumpkins:
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she got to walk on the branches:
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the whole wooded area was prickling to life -- lots of leaf buds still tightly closed but getting ready, lots of tiny plant shoots making that first curve out of their seeds with their head still down in the shells
took the walk home through the park we always sit in behind the museum and watched the ducks on the shannon and listened to the river go by together
fed her for the last time on her window seat and then we cuddled some more while i rang my family so they could say goodbye to her on a video call
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and then i experienced just pure love -- mo's been kind of a mascot for the branch - because of my apartment's location, i've been really lucky to serve as kind of a hub. i keep equipment and supplies for political stalls and protests, i host small meetings, etc. so her illness has been something the whole branch has known about and seen.
from the get-go i've had comrades offering help left and right, and during the last week, a few close comrades offered support in whatever way i needed it when her time came. i had to resist that depression tug to isolate, and just throughout the day as plans were taking shape, i kept in touch with them and i had a handful of my dearest come to the house before we made our way down to the vet. they left us have a few minutes alone in the house which... leaving that house with her for the last time was probably one of the hardest things. knowing she wouldn't be there when i got back. whew.
got to the office and got settled in and talked with the vet about postmortem plans. my first choice had always been to donate her body for study; i'd actually rang a few veterinary science schools, but i was told that their cadavers are procured through a closed system so that they can control for disease and whatnot for health and safety reasons. but the vet said that they'd would be honored to conduct a postmortem there and it would be really valuable for some newer vets in the practice, so that's what's going to happen. after, she'd still have been cremated, so i'm going to get her ashes in a scatter tube in a couple of weeks.
i had enough gabapentin to make sure mo was a bit stoned before going in, which was important for me because she usually has to be put into a feral cat crush cage to get any injections done because she's so fractious at the vets, but i was able to hold her while she got the primary sedative injection which meant so much.
she screamed like a hellcat and like....that's so her - herself to the very end! and i got the privilege of laughing about that with friends because they heard her from outside the door lol. they came in and gave her rubs and pets after she was sedated and i got to cuddle her loads after she got the cannula placed.
and my god that could have been so awful, but i had five dear friends who i love and who love me and who i fight and organize and struggle with who were there the whole time - they were out in reception chatting with each other and laughing and i could hear them in the room while i just held and and spoke to mo and stroked her fur, and that was so lovely instead of dead silence all alone.
vet came in and it was time; i held my baby as she pushed the euthanasia meds and felt her little breaths quicken and then slow before the vet checked her heartbeat. we laid her out on the table and i took pictures of all of her borlotti bean toes, we did pawprints, and i just got to pet her and stay with her for as long as i needed. she had a postmortem wee, and one of her wild postmortem reflexes was that her tail went full bottlebrush for about half a minute!
i took the blanket with me because it was hers, but wrapped her in a soft towel i had and just, yeah -- as the vet took her away she was talking to her just telling her that she did so well and she did. not just in that last moment, but just for 12 years she did so so well -- just the best old lady, my best friend in the whole world, the little beast that genuinely helped me survive lockdown, domestic upheaval, mental health struggles -- my walking buddy who's a minor local celebrity in her own right, and i was so so so lucky to have her.
and then we all went to our usual haunt which by perfect chance is right around the corner from the vet's office and toasted to her and just spent time together and just... if her last gift that she gave me was truly knowing that i have people who i can call on at any time, well then that's a hell of a gift.
going home was hard, but got to speak to my family and recount it all which helped and got so much love from them, too, and yeah look.
it was heartbreaking, but also heart mending.
truly the good death.
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b0y0rgy · 3 months
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unethical petplay is this something
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pluralsword · 1 year
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Which Transformer (as a Friend or More) Would You Want to Euthanize You?
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cartoonscientist · 3 days
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call me a hippie dippie bleeding heart socialist but I think if we’re willing to try assisted suicide to deal with mental illness without trying just giving people money so they don’t have to work first, I think that’s kind of evil. but that’s just me.
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said goodbye to my girl Kia on tuesday, stayed with her to the end and made sure she was comfortable while she went to sleep, gonna miss her
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queerfemboybf · 1 year
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cw animal death (euthanasia) mention
our cat penny had a medical emergency yesterday evening and sadly there was nothing we could do to help her 💔.
we made the difficult decision to put her to rest around 9pm last night. we miss her so much already, she was our support animal as well as best friend.
rest in peace sweet girl 🩷
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cannibalgenders · 1 year
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I read the article about euthanasia that you reblogged and I really liked it, i have an ethics project coming up about euthanasia do you know any more articles or sources to use that talk about critically? Your own opinion would be much appreciated too
So, as a disabled person, discussions of euthanasia are...complicated for me, and my opinions don't strictly fall under "for" or "against" as much as they are "navigating euthanasia into the realm of legality requires giving inherently eugenicist systems a right to define which lives are worth living, which is a problem". People who want to end their lives for medical reasons deserve to do so with dignity, but in nations like the US and Canada, doing so sets a sort of legal precedent. If I were to a petition a court to allow me to die on the basis of my complex heart condition, what would that do for people with my condition who want to live? If I petitioned a court to allow me to die because of my pan, how does that affect people who are in the same amount of pain as me, but want to live? Who are in more pain? There is often no legal path for disabled people to seek justice, accommodations, and the means to live safely and comfortably, and yet able bodied people are so so concerned with giving us the right to die. Why do you think that is? It's because they don't want us to live in the first place.
As we saw in Canada with MAID, as we saw all over the world with COVID DNRs, it is the cheapest, easiest, and most attractive option for many nations to eliminate us rather than support us. The right to die is an important one, sure, but is it as important as the right to create a world I'm capable of living in?
That being said, here are some articles about euthanasia.
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cimorenegal · 2 years
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We had to put my cat to sleep yesterday. He has had congestive heart failure for a bit and his meds were not helping anymore and I am just heartbroken. It's not really much easier even knowing it was the right choice for him
But right now the hardest thing is that one of the things that used to bring me SO much joy- looking at other people's cat photos and videos - is really not doing that right now. It's like being stabbed every time. And I know on an intellectual level that eventually myjoy should return.... But heck if it doesn't feel really fucking permanent in the moment.
I just miss my cuddly lil old man 😭
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b0y0rgy · 3 months
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Hey pet, care to explain that euthanasia fantasy for us?
theres something kinda nice about the idea of being held so solidly as youre coddled and cooed over by someone youd trust with your life, someone youd even trust enough to sit still for as they Take your life
im imagining a perfect date here, followed by the shots at the end of the day (this is a fantasy id rather not literally die like this, im thinking the tshot followed by some sort of anesthetic would work)
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angeltrapz · 6 months
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i just can't believe he's actually gone (vent in tags related to animal death,, please proceed w/ caution)
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my-autism-adhd-blog · 10 months
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Hi everyone,
I found a somewhat disturbing study that was done by Kingson University about euthanizing autistic people in the Netherlands. I’ll the link to the article here if anyone wants to read the entire thing.
I’ll leave some excerpts below. View discretion is advised.
Several people with autism and intellectual disabilities have been legally euthanized in the Netherlands in recent years because they said they could not lead normal lives, researchers have found.
The cases included five people younger than 30 who cited autism as either the only reason or a major contributing factor for euthanasia, setting an uneasy precedent that some experts say stretches the limits of what the law originally intended.
In 2002, the Netherlands became the first country to allow doctors to kill patients at their request if they met strict requirements, including having an incurable illness causing “unbearable” physical or mental suffering.
Between 2012 and 2021, nearly 60,000 people were killed at their own request, according to the Dutch government’s euthanasia review committee. To show how the rules are being applied and interpreted, the committee has released documents related to more than 900 of those people, most of whom were older and had conditions including cancer, Parkinson’s and ALS.
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myriadebleue · 10 months
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horatioandalice · 3 months
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I'm afraid I have some bad news about Harriet.
Yesterday morning when I got the budgies up, I noticed that she wasn't able to use her right foot. (The picture attached was taken before she lost the use of her foot.) I thought that maybe she and Pippa had had a fight, or that she had injured it in some way, so I toweled her and gave her some of Pippa's leftover pain meds and looked at her foot. There wasn't any visible sign of injury, but she was definitely unable to move her toes. By an unbelievable stroke of luck, my vet had an opening at 2pm, so I took Harriet in to get looked at.
Unfortunately, the prognosis is not good. The vet found a significant amount of bruising in Harriet's abdomen, indicating that she likely has some kind of organ dysfunction that is resulting in pressure being put on the nerves that control her right foot. The most likely causes, according to the vet, are either kidney cancer or reproductive disease. Because budgies are so small, and because of Harriet's age (she's 9) and relative fragility (since she's already had surgery for reproductive issues), the vet isn't confident she would survive the major surgery required to determine the problem, and the odds are there wouldn't be an effective treatment anyway.
So the decision has been made to try to keep Harriet comfortable with anti-inflammatory pain meds and in a hospital cage until her quality of life declines enough that it will be kindest to euthanize her. She is still allowed out with the other budgies, so she's not totally isolated, and as of this morning she is still eating well, destroying toys, and being very active and vocal (her wonky foot doesn't slow her down at all!), so right now she's doing well. She has already outlived all my other past budgies by three years (!!!), so although of course I will be heartbroken to say goodbye to this little fierce warrior, I am grateful for whatever time we have left.
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