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Is this the end?

I think our hamster is dying. He's acting really strange, lethargic, not eating or drinking, not sleeping in his usual spot, and breathing harder than usual. He is really freakin' old, and I've joked about how he's the "hamster that just won't die". Today though, I'm worried about him. I don't want him to die. I cleaned out his cage, fresh food, fresh water. He seemed OK when he was running around in his ball. Then I put him back in his cage, he stuffed his cheeks with food, and then spit it back out. And started acting weird again. I read something online that said that the cedar chips in his cage might cause him to have respiratory problems, and maybe there's something wrong with his food...it might be old or something...

I'm gonna try getting him some different bedding and new food and see what happens. He is like freakin' 4 years old though!!! They're only supposed to live like 2-3 years. I'm not taking him to a vet! Where's your little Dr. Kavorkian (sp) for hamsters, Jess!? I sure could use her!

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Kaycee said…
THat's aweful liz. I doubt the bedding is doing anything, if you have alwys been using the same stuff. He could be dying. Maybe give him a little vodka, gin or something to make him go quickly. Sad. I would take him to the vet but I am just a freak like that.
Jessiedc28 said…
Yea having Allison there to put my dying hamster down was nice. Other people at the party were talking about putting him in a sock and smacking him against a wall really quickly to put him out of his misery. This person used to do that at PetCo when they'd have a sick one. =( I could never bring myself to do that. I'd go with the gin idea. If I was a hamster I'd MUCH rather die of a gin and tonic then a body slam to the wall while stuffed in a sock....
Kaycee said…
THAT IS AWEFUL! they told us to do that with the mice before we feed fluffy, but I can't do that. YOu could always ship your hampster to us and we could feed him to fluffy!

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