InsaneJournal

Current mood:	determined
Entry tags:	bunbun, the end is nigh

Last night I was holding Holly in my lap and his breathing was so snuffly and laboured and I thought, okay, tomorrow I think I'll make the call. But today... at least I can't hear him breathing, and his pellet bowl was almost empty for once even though he's ignored the carrot tops that have been there for a day and a half (he is eating spinach, though) and I don't know. I don't know. Maybe I will take him in on Friday for his shot and say I'd like to give him a week or two. If he gets even worse during that time, or if there's still no improvement after, then I will have to let him go while he's at least still able to move around on his own.

He should at least live to be five months old, if nothing else.


edit: His breathing has been a little better for most of today, but I've been trying to get him to eat something other than hay and a few pellets without much success. He went for the spinach and nibbled on the banana but he hasn't touched the apple or carrot. Then when I turned the vacuum cleaner on he freaked out in a way he never has before - he used to be fine with the vacuum, curious if anything - so I had to switch it off in a hurry and go to get him out of his cage to hold him and calm him down. He was turning rapidly in circles digging in under the hay and toppled over a couple of times. He's also trembling, which isn't a temperature issue.

On the upside... his cage is a little cleaner and my room is a lot cleaner? I ended up using a brush and shovel to clean my room.