Apparently Logi just likes to give me heart-attacks.
Heart attack one: Every time I got up last night, I checked on Logi. He was sleeping in a sleep sack on the floor of the cage, so I just put my hand over the sack and as long as it was warm and breathing, I called it 'as good as we could hope for' and moved on. I wake up at 5:30 this morning and put my hand over the sack and it's room temperature and still. Fuck fuck fuck. So I actually look in the sack and... he's not in there. But he had pulled the bottom layer of fabric to bunch up under the top layer to basically be the same size (read: small and skinny) as his butt.
He was in bed with Kári looking at me like, "WTF are you all excited about?"
Heart attack two: his episode last night. He's back to abnormal this morning. Standing, head control, eating, shiny eyes... So I guess whatever we did last night worked. I propped him up with an extra dose of duck soup this morning, but he seems to be completely okay now. I really wish he didn't live to make me crazy.
I HAVE NO SCHOOL BUILDING I AM CRAZY ENOUGH!!!!
He was in bed with Kári looking at me like, "WTF are you all excited about?"
Heart attack two: his episode last night. He's back to abnormal this morning. Standing, head control, eating, shiny eyes... So I guess whatever we did last night worked. I propped him up with an extra dose of duck soup this morning, but he seems to be completely okay now. I really wish he didn't live to make me crazy.
I HAVE NO SCHOOL BUILDING I AM CRAZY ENOUGH!!!!