The weight of water
After Oliver had started acting weird the night prior, I sobbed yesterday morning as I had to shake him to wake him up. He was so weak, and wouldn’t eat or drink, nor use the bathroom; I thought for sure he was dying. Those are all the tell-tale signs for a hamster, at least. Come to find out that one of the smoke detectors had beeped all night indicating a low battery, and with cats having such sensitive ears, it took quite a toll on this old man of mine; my ears never even heard it.
I’m happy to report he drank a quite a bit of water last night and this morning. Still hasn’t eaten, but I’m hopeful for that to happen today. He’s also not as weak, thus is moving around a lot more – almost like his old self!
I found this cute heart-shaped spot on his leg last night and thought it was sweet.
This was his set-up last night in my tub – just in case he was too weak to come in to use the litter box. He jumped out almost immediately (the jumping part made my heart soar – that takes strength, especially as it’s a deep tub) and then I moved all what was in the tub to the floor of my bathroom and left him in there last night, as well as today while I’m at work.
Continually praying that added rest will completely heal him.