Yesterday afternoon something genuinely terrifying happened.
Something that had my heart pumping a gazillion miles an hour for a good hour after said terrifying incident happened.
Now I know a lot of the people who read my blog are fellow animal-lovers and pet-adorers so I know that my panic will resonate with a lot of you reading this now. Let me fill you in with the back details…
Casper broke his nail last Thursday (11th October). I posted about the normality of this injury and how commonly it sorts itself out and rarely becomes a problem. Of course this post was overwhelmingly tempting to hungry ol’ fate and Casper’s toe got infected.
If you hadn’t gathered already with my hamsters, they love a bit of drama!
So on Tuesday of this week (16th) I took him to the vets to get looked at, checked out and given some medicine for his injury. This story is going well so far, agreed?
Yes, all is going well. He was given some
ridiculously expensive essential antibiotics and we are sent on our way home.
Don’t get me wrong, I can’t imagine any critter, big or small, actually liking the taste of medicine, especially when its being syringed into your mouth, but Casper really really kicked up a stink about it. He would thrash about, screw his face up, lash his teeth out and squeal like a newborn piglet.
It was a distressing experience for all parties involved to say the least. And this had to be repeated twice a day for the next 7 days.
The point to this post (I’m getting there I swear) is that this very afternoon, Casper was peacefully sleeping on my tum, like usual, when I felt him gently vibrating. I picked him up and he was completely unconscious and all floppy, having a ‘little fit’ is the only way I can describe it.
He definitely wasn’t sleeping, even when hamsters are asleep they can hold some form of posture, and lets be honest Casper sleeps enough for me to know this!
He was well and truly out of it. Sparko.
I immediately picked him up and rubbed him between my two hands and he quickly opened his eyes. He still felt limp but he was awake now.
It took a minute for him to get his proper rigidity back to normal and all the while my heart was beating so hard I could hear the thumping in my head.
Never have I been so scared! All my thoughts of the babies came flooding back and how their floppy little bodies were and all them dreadful, awful, terrible thoughts about what happened to them.
That instant feeling of helplessness was the worst. Gave me a lump in my throat and everything 😦
I have been keeping a very beady eye of Casper since that incident.
And not given him any more of the antibiotics.
Perhaps a combination of the stress and medicine was too much for his little body and it blipped out for a second. Even so I am not risking it happening again. Not a chance.
Another vet visit will be in order very soon, make sure Casper is well and his toe is getting better.
Talk about drama after bloody drama with this bunch!
Have your furries ever given you a fright like this? Or worse?! Comment, follow 🙂