Spotty came to me as a playful and unbelievably kind furball at the age of only 8 weeks. I got her from Christine Bauer. Spotty was my first colored chinchilla and quickly became my darling and sunshine, because she spread her good mood everywhere!

Her nature was simply great: playful and always friendly and accommodating to all humans and chins. Her way of jumping in the air like a baby, which she still did when she was highly pregnant and her acrobatic climbing feats (e.g. balancing on narrow towel racks) were characteristic for her. Her ideas were almost inexhaustible.

Spotty also loved to eat a lot (particularly raisins and everything sweet), and when she was outside her cage she loved to gnaw on cable and simply all that was made of plastic. She enjoyed her daily excursions as much as playing in the group. Sociability was very important to her anyway. She also liked it to jump on me and steel and kidnap pencils, crispbread and simply everything, in order to destroy it secretly in a quiet corner. She could never resist a round of pulling ropes or socks.

With Cindy, who was her best friend and cage companion, she was a heart and a soul. But even the little, somewhat difficult Jou-Jou was accepted by her as much as Jou-Jou's babies, when these became orphans. After all what we had been through she was always in a good mood.

She got over an attack with several bite wounds caused by Gizmo, the surgical removal of a large abscess on her back, a brought in fungus infection, some diarrheas caused by her nervous stomach since the heavy use of antibiotics...

After she had put away everything so well - being healthy and pregnant - she unexpectedly died in my arms at the age of only 15 months, only a few hours after the luckiest but most difficult event of her life - the birth of her three beautiful babies.

I raised Lucky, Fix and Foxy with the bottle and the assistance of her cagemate Cindy. You live on in your babies, Spotty... My Böttchen, I thank you for having been with me and bringing me so much joy!

Marion