Good news on Pickles...so far so good with the homeopathic treatment. I got home and opened his cage door last night and he just climbed right up onto his playstand and ate some treats, humped his favorite toy...then sat there for a while. I went up to him and he didn't start going into the crazy mating dance ritual as he's been doing so much lately. It's nothing too significant, but I can see a slight difference in his nuerotic behavior. He's got pinfeathers all over his widdle body. I've been spraying him down with the medicine also, as it's supposed to soothe him as the new feathers poke through. I'm going to continue to be consistent with the meds, it's all I can do...and STOP blaming myself. Today. For now.
Ron is doing okay with Caramel rat being inside the house at night. I've been putting her cage outside during the day and moving her in at night. No horrid allergic reactions from Ron yet. She's got a great habit of peeing and pooping in just one or two of the corners of the cage, so I go ahead and scoop the turds along with cleanin' the cat box. I have become a regular turd tossin' chick! Um yea, now THAT's something to be proud of! That's why my house doesn't stink, anyway. But I feel better with Caramel being in at night. That way she's not all alone.
Tonight is going to be a special dinner...it's our eight month celebration. Just a little recognition thing, nothing too elaborate. I think I'm gonna go by the flower place and pick up a sunflower for Ron, 'cause that's my favorite flower an' he's muh sunflower...(puke puke mush mush)...wooooahahhaghghghhghg!
Later!


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