Post by gerbillover2000 on Jan 17, 2006 15:20:26 GMT -8
Well....
This morning I woke up o a loud noise coming from the gerbil cage. I thought the cat was just batting at the glass, so I ignored it. Yet, the noise seemed to grow louder, and finaly shook mye out of my partial sleep. (At 5 Am!) I peered ver the end of my bunkbed (me and my sister still sare a room.
). Oh boy! I run down the ladderl like itwas on fire and struck the ct. He bolted, and i found jackie, perfectly fine. Nothing was wrong with her. I was relived untill.... Were was Flicka?
!!!!
I secrured Jackie then ran to the living room, going to my mom. (though, she broke her foot, and it would've ben smarter to head for dad.) On the way, the cats and dogs seemed very intrested in the coffe table. I shooed them all away, and peeed underneath. I saw a shadowy figure in the shape of my dear flicka. Only with ruffled fur. The table was too low for me to get my hand very fr underneath, but i tried to coat her out by calling her. Needless to say, she wouldn't come, since the cats had come back. Well, now that i found her, i wasn't gong to leave her with the cats! Even if they couldn't get her. I struggled, and wished i had a tube handy. no luck.
my frantic thoughts were inturupted.
"whats gong on out here?"
it was dad, who had come from the den. (can't roll on mommy's foot i the night!) The tears started upagian as i explained. Then i took charge, ordering him to go into my room and grap the trosted flake cereal box in there. I got her into that, then picked her up. I noticed that her leg was totaly limp. she dosen't appear to have any opne wounds. But the cats must've caried her out here, right? maybe they grabed her by her leg and gragged her out there???
In any case, she holds it up when she walks. She seems to be acting normal. just a bit shaken. What shuld i do about her leg? just let it be?
This morning I woke up o a loud noise coming from the gerbil cage. I thought the cat was just batting at the glass, so I ignored it. Yet, the noise seemed to grow louder, and finaly shook mye out of my partial sleep. (At 5 Am!) I peered ver the end of my bunkbed (me and my sister still sare a room.
). Oh boy! I run down the ladderl like itwas on fire and struck the ct. He bolted, and i found jackie, perfectly fine. Nothing was wrong with her. I was relived untill.... Were was Flicka?
!!!!I secrured Jackie then ran to the living room, going to my mom. (though, she broke her foot, and it would've ben smarter to head for dad.) On the way, the cats and dogs seemed very intrested in the coffe table. I shooed them all away, and peeed underneath. I saw a shadowy figure in the shape of my dear flicka. Only with ruffled fur. The table was too low for me to get my hand very fr underneath, but i tried to coat her out by calling her. Needless to say, she wouldn't come, since the cats had come back. Well, now that i found her, i wasn't gong to leave her with the cats! Even if they couldn't get her. I struggled, and wished i had a tube handy. no luck.
my frantic thoughts were inturupted.
"whats gong on out here?"
it was dad, who had come from the den. (can't roll on mommy's foot i the night!) The tears started upagian as i explained. Then i took charge, ordering him to go into my room and grap the trosted flake cereal box in there. I got her into that, then picked her up. I noticed that her leg was totaly limp. she dosen't appear to have any opne wounds. But the cats must've caried her out here, right? maybe they grabed her by her leg and gragged her out there???
In any case, she holds it up when she walks. She seems to be acting normal. just a bit shaken. What shuld i do about her leg? just let it be?
