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Dec. 6th, 2005 12:30 amSimon doesn't appear to be doing all that well.
I don't know if he's just upset because Major Tom is gone or if something is actually wrong with him, but he's refusing to eat and he wants nothing more but to sit on the second level of the cage near the door. I put him on the hammock and he climbs back to the second level. I put him near the food dish, same thing.
He was coaxed into eating a small bit of egg I scrambled in a little butter, but not vey much. I took him out for a while and held him in my lap, wrapped in the edge of my sweater, and he just laid there. This is not like him. Normally, he'd have been up my shoulder, sniffing my face, trying to pull my nose ring out, and attempting to get on the computer desk.
Nothing is different in the apartment. No new cleaning chemicals have been used, nothing's been changed in their cage, their diet hasn't been altered. So what the hell is his problem? His breathing seems to be clear, when I hold him up to my ear for a listen, but it does appear to be very quick. Also, when he sits on the second level, he puffs his fur out like he's cold. But, it's not cold in here.
Is the Death of Rats continually missing his correct appointment with Aleister? Why are the healthy rats letting go of their lives and the one who's on death's door still clinging to her heartbeat? Speck still looks to be ok. Renfield is acting his normal cracked-out, baby rat self. What the hell is going on?
I don't understand any of this at all.
I don't know if he's just upset because Major Tom is gone or if something is actually wrong with him, but he's refusing to eat and he wants nothing more but to sit on the second level of the cage near the door. I put him on the hammock and he climbs back to the second level. I put him near the food dish, same thing.
He was coaxed into eating a small bit of egg I scrambled in a little butter, but not vey much. I took him out for a while and held him in my lap, wrapped in the edge of my sweater, and he just laid there. This is not like him. Normally, he'd have been up my shoulder, sniffing my face, trying to pull my nose ring out, and attempting to get on the computer desk.
Nothing is different in the apartment. No new cleaning chemicals have been used, nothing's been changed in their cage, their diet hasn't been altered. So what the hell is his problem? His breathing seems to be clear, when I hold him up to my ear for a listen, but it does appear to be very quick. Also, when he sits on the second level, he puffs his fur out like he's cold. But, it's not cold in here.
Is the Death of Rats continually missing his correct appointment with Aleister? Why are the healthy rats letting go of their lives and the one who's on death's door still clinging to her heartbeat? Speck still looks to be ok. Renfield is acting his normal cracked-out, baby rat self. What the hell is going on?
I don't understand any of this at all.
