Thanks for all your kind words about Hammy. I know some of you are thinking, “it’s JUST a HAMSTER” but I can’t let that little dude suffer. I honestly didn’t think he’d make it through the weekend, but he did so I took him to the animal hospital this morning.
There’s just something about sitting in a vet waiting room at 38 with a hamster on your lap.
Anyway, it turns out that he has a respiratory infection and his bottom teeth are overgrown (which may or may not have led to the infection). The vet wanted to cut his teeth so he could grab food better, but she thought that might be too much of a strain on him and he wouldn’t make it through. So that will need to wait. We are giving him antibiotics and critical care food to see if he shows any improvement. If he’s better in a few days, they’ll trim his teeth.
I left him at the vet for the day for observation and when I picked him up after work, he already seemed more active and his eyes looked brighter.
The vet mentioned that after antibiotics, it’s common for hamsters to die anyway. Hubs read that online so it’s nothing I didn’t already know. I’m sure I just spent a bunch of money for him to die anyway but at least now I have a little bit of hope and I feel better that I did what I could for him. Plus, this is nothing compared to what I did for my guinea pig (rest in peace) five years ago. Why do small animals torture me so?
It would be nice if a hamster’s value went up when you put money into it, like a house. I’d have a little hammy gold mine.