my angel passed away this last Thursday, and I've been utterly devastated
we've been together since I was fourteen, she was my baby girl and I loved her so much
she was fully mature when i got her, so i don't know her true age, but I hope she had a long happy life before joining our family
she had no parasites or dks, she'd just in the past year stopped eating and drank a lot less.
I was hoping it was just an upcoming molt, but she started to get so weak.
I of course put her in ICU for a few days, and she would accept water, but you could tell she wasn't improving, her movements were getting slower and I knew at that point I was just making her uncomfortable.
she spent her last week in her home.
I felt so helpless watching her wither away, but dying of old age is the most peaceful way a tarantula can go.
I always figured she was just really lazy and laid-back, but after looking up geriatric tarantulas she matched the description perfectly.
I miss her so much, seven years wasn't enough.
