It's a hard-knock life for gerbs.
Halfway through capping both parts of the Merlin finale, y'all! So, maybe it'll be up in time for when Merlin regularly would be on Saturday and we can re-squee, yes? I WILL SEE YOU THEN. Until then, I found this video about Merlin and Arthur in the finale. I'm not saying it made me cry, I'm just saying there may have been a sudden freak rainstorm. On my face.
In the meantime, the gentlgerbs!
Gus and I have experienced a bit of a setback in our relationship, as he has rubbed his nose raw and is extremely cranky about it. (Gerbils, for your information, often rub their noses raw when they get too excited about chewing/burrowing.) I've been trying to keep it from getting crusty, which he loudly objects to, and this morning it looked really bad so I put some antibiotic ointment on it, like you're supposed to. Which apparently is the gerbil equivalent of DRAWING AND QUARTERING HIM. Oh, the pathetic squealing I endured! The biting! Gerbils are really reluctant biters, usually. Sometimes babies are nippy, but for the most part, unless you shove a finger in their mouth or have just eaten something a gerbil wants o eat as well, they'll leave your fingers alone. But if you hurt them, god forbid. They will take a chunk out of you. Remember when Tess had conjunctivitis and I had to give her eye drops? SO MUCH BITING. Which, you know, good instinct, I'm not mad, but ow, Gus, I'm trying to make you better.
He continued to throw a hissy fit once I put him back in the cage too. He was still squealing, but it was this prolonged sobby squealing, and he kept pawing angrily at his nose and trying to rub the antibiotic ointment off in the shavings (which just made them stick to his nose which made him VERY PISSY) and on the edge of his cage an he was trying to lick it off, and this sent Charlie into just a tizzy of panic over OMG WHAT IS HAPPENING WHAT DID THE MEAN LADY DO TO YOU ARE YOU DYING? So he started following sobby Gus everywhere nudging and licking his face and squeaking nervously.
Needless to say, I'm not the most popular mama around these parts.
In the meantime, the gentlgerbs!
Gus and I have experienced a bit of a setback in our relationship, as he has rubbed his nose raw and is extremely cranky about it. (Gerbils, for your information, often rub their noses raw when they get too excited about chewing/burrowing.) I've been trying to keep it from getting crusty, which he loudly objects to, and this morning it looked really bad so I put some antibiotic ointment on it, like you're supposed to. Which apparently is the gerbil equivalent of DRAWING AND QUARTERING HIM. Oh, the pathetic squealing I endured! The biting! Gerbils are really reluctant biters, usually. Sometimes babies are nippy, but for the most part, unless you shove a finger in their mouth or have just eaten something a gerbil wants o eat as well, they'll leave your fingers alone. But if you hurt them, god forbid. They will take a chunk out of you. Remember when Tess had conjunctivitis and I had to give her eye drops? SO MUCH BITING. Which, you know, good instinct, I'm not mad, but ow, Gus, I'm trying to make you better.
He continued to throw a hissy fit once I put him back in the cage too. He was still squealing, but it was this prolonged sobby squealing, and he kept pawing angrily at his nose and trying to rub the antibiotic ointment off in the shavings (which just made them stick to his nose which made him VERY PISSY) and on the edge of his cage an he was trying to lick it off, and this sent Charlie into just a tizzy of panic over OMG WHAT IS HAPPENING WHAT DID THE MEAN LADY DO TO YOU ARE YOU DYING? So he started following sobby Gus everywhere nudging and licking his face and squeaking nervously.
Needless to say, I'm not the most popular mama around these parts.