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I feel vaguely creeped out by Pixi, my tiny old hamster lady. She was nearing one and a half years before the move, which is usually the ancient-mark for a Dsungare, and she was already painfully thin and barely able to move. She was like this old lady you just *know* is gonna keel over any minute now, you know? So, part of me was almost hoping she'd go to sleep before the move, to spare her the stress.
She didn't. She chose to sleep through the whole ordeal instead and apparently decided that a change of climate, so to speak, was just the thing she needed. Since the move I've seen her about twice. She still scrabbles about like she's got arthritis, and she's barely eaten a thing since then. For some reason she still managed to double her weight, though, and she still looks scruffy and like she needs a cane to move, but she's turned from a pathetically thin stick into a fat little old lady hamster.
Uhm, whut? O_o
She didn't. She chose to sleep through the whole ordeal instead and apparently decided that a change of climate, so to speak, was just the thing she needed. Since the move I've seen her about twice. She still scrabbles about like she's got arthritis, and she's barely eaten a thing since then. For some reason she still managed to double her weight, though, and she still looks scruffy and like she needs a cane to move, but she's turned from a pathetically thin stick into a fat little old lady hamster.
Uhm, whut? O_o