Nick’s hamster died this afternoon. Friday she was huddled in the corner of her cage, breathing hard, and most of the fur on her underside had rubbed off. I took her to the small animal clinic and the vet diagnosed pneumonia, probably from a too dusty bag of bedding.
He gave her a shot of antibiotics and sent me home with a vial of more and instructions to give her 2ml by mouth twice a day. At first she took the med fine, but she crawled into a little house thing in her cage and slept. Yesterday she never came out, and we were able to get her to take her med and some water via the syringe, but she barely moved and didn’t open her eyes. This morning she was barely breathing, and she died by noon.
Poor Nick, this is his first really close dealing with death. He really loved that little squirrel.
We buried her in the backyard.
Awww–my sympathies to Nick and the rest of you. Cute movie (love the Hamsterdance soundtrack!).