Since she has come to me she’s been through a lot
Move of home, 2 bouts of stasis with vets visits and meds with syringe feedings, really raging hormoans, seperating her from her friend Harlequine, the spay, new pen instead of hutch and now the vets and meds for the pastarella
Iv only had her 9 weeks.
Over the last week she has been biting me quiet visoisly and her heart now races so fast when I’m trying to give meds that I’m scared she’s going to have a heart attack.
I spend time in the evenings laying on the floor with the iPad ( volume off) in the hallway where she can come out if she wants to but she doesn’t any more where as Harlequin still does (mind she’s not been through quiet as much). She won’t take treats from me any more either and even if I’m putting them through the mesh of the pen she runs into the hall just to get away from me. If she can see me she always has the dirtiest of looks on her face
I feel like the big bad monster with the syringe and dont blame her for the way she sees me now. It just makes me so sad knowing I have to keep up with the meds for the next ten days which will only make her worse
Sorry for the long post I’m just feeling so down about it all.
Move of home, 2 bouts of stasis with vets visits and meds with syringe feedings, really raging hormoans, seperating her from her friend Harlequine, the spay, new pen instead of hutch and now the vets and meds for the pastarella
Iv only had her 9 weeks.
Over the last week she has been biting me quiet visoisly and her heart now races so fast when I’m trying to give meds that I’m scared she’s going to have a heart attack.
I spend time in the evenings laying on the floor with the iPad ( volume off) in the hallway where she can come out if she wants to but she doesn’t any more where as Harlequin still does (mind she’s not been through quiet as much). She won’t take treats from me any more either and even if I’m putting them through the mesh of the pen she runs into the hall just to get away from me. If she can see me she always has the dirtiest of looks on her face
I feel like the big bad monster with the syringe and dont blame her for the way she sees me now. It just makes me so sad knowing I have to keep up with the meds for the next ten days which will only make her worse
Sorry for the long post I’m just feeling so down about it all.