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So. The hamster has not been moving around much for about a week now. Yesterday he was breathing incredibly slow for a hamster. Today, I can't even tell if he is breathing.
The boy says when hamsters hibernate, their hearts beat 4 times a minute. He has also read that some people have actually buried hamsters, thinking them dead, only to have them claw their way out of the grave.
So I have a potentially dead hamster in my house. It's almost like Schrodinger's cat, but not. The boy is madly busy this week with tests and can't take him to a vet to actually make sure. I refuse to touch him, because the last time I did, he bit me. That would be the hamster, not the boy.
This is one of those things that I feel is more fiction than real life. This is something that should be in a Stephanie Plum book, not my apartment.
But right now, I'm kind of freaked out about the fact that I have a potentially dead hamster in my apartment and that it will continue to be here in this strange state of unknowing for four more days.
The boy says when hamsters hibernate, their hearts beat 4 times a minute. He has also read that some people have actually buried hamsters, thinking them dead, only to have them claw their way out of the grave.
So I have a potentially dead hamster in my house. It's almost like Schrodinger's cat, but not. The boy is madly busy this week with tests and can't take him to a vet to actually make sure. I refuse to touch him, because the last time I did, he bit me. That would be the hamster, not the boy.
This is one of those things that I feel is more fiction than real life. This is something that should be in a Stephanie Plum book, not my apartment.
But right now, I'm kind of freaked out about the fact that I have a potentially dead hamster in my apartment and that it will continue to be here in this strange state of unknowing for four more days.
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Maybe poke him with a long stick?
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*giggles* Your goldfish exploded?!
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Owwww....coffee out the nose. I mean, I hope the hamster is still alive, but that sentence sounds like it should be a SciFi Channel movie or something! *g*
"He's back...and he's pissed off." *shot of small, teeny-tiny claws digging their way out of loose earth*
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Ok, gigglefit.
I was kind of horrified about the hamster when I thought he had died yesterday morning (thankfully not much emotional attachment), but right now, the situation is verging on ridiculous!
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. . . We were pretty sure about the deadness beforehand, though, with the stiffness and coolness, so this may not be the best route for you to take.
Also? A little traumatizing.
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I will make the boy do something like this.
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Sorry.
:looks contrite:
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Ahem.
Luckily, I'm not too emotionally attached to the hamster (the boy got it).
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I was sad when I thought he was dead yesterday morning, but now, this weird unknowing is getting to me.
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Do you know anybody you could borrow a stethoscope from? Or even a high-gain microphone? You could listen for a heartbeat.
Apologies for giggling at your tragedy.
SNORT!
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I figure I am going to make the boy turn the hamster over to see if his feet are turning blue. If blood is collecting down there, he is definitely a dead hamster.
This is so weird.
Eeeek!
Ok, I'm seriously going to be having nightmares of little fluffy hamsters coming back from the dead!
Re: Eeeek!
*hums Twilight Zone theme*