Just Brick inspecting her namesake! <3
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Just Brick inspecting her namesake! <3
Posting this photo of Ellie again because it’s very silly to me, but I’m here to rant.. again (sorry).
Why is it that the people who have NEVER owned a rodent have the most opinions on them? My parents think Sadie is “fine”, when she obviously is absolutely fucking not. And they are ARGUING with me about taking her to the vet?? And speaking to me like I’m stupid. “Are you sure she’s bloated? Are you sure she’s breathing heavily? She looks fine. You’re wasting money.” Yes, she’s breathing hard. Yes, she’s bloated. I have fucking eyes. I can see it. Why are you acting like you’d know better than me when you’ve never owned a rodent in your life?? My mom even showed me she did “research” and it was an AI chatbot Vet tech. Which was insulting in more ways then one since I’m literally going into school to be a vet tech. Like are we serious?
Also. I’m 23 years old. I’m not going to argue with anyone over my animals care. I’m paying for it. They’re acting like I’m asking them for money, when I’ve literally been paying for all of this?? So fuck?? Off??
I can’t tell if they’re worried because my own disability is expensive, or if it’s because they genuinely don’t value Sadie’s life. Since they’ve mentioned that she “only lives 2 years.” Okay? And? I’m supposed to just let her slowly die? No.
Anyways. If your animal isn’t well, you know them best. Genuinely, the opinions of other people DO NOT MATTER AT ALL, Unless they’re a vet.
This whole thing is so ridiculous and all they’ve done is stress me out 10 times more.
Ellie sure is the master of being able to cheer me up whenever I’m sad. Such a goofy, sweet lil girlie. 💗🐾
Moving sadie to a hospital tank is a very difficult task, I just want to be able to monitor her until I can get to the vet. But she said absolutely not
I spent an hour trying to dig her out of the enclosure, and she refused to let me get her. And at that point, it’s not worth stressing her out this badly. So there goes an hour of my time setting up the tank and resetting up the enclosure while I wait for a call back😭.
Right now, it’s believed Sadie can be suffering from anything from constipation, GI stasis, fluid retention, heart failure, kidney failure, etc.
Basically, I’m praying she’s constipated and will be okay after she passes it. I gave her some apple while I wait for the vet because they said it might help get things moving if that’s the issue. I reached out to the breeder as well, and even she has never dealt with something like this before and Sadie’s line has no health issues.
I’m stressed and everything seems really bleak at the moment. My back is killing me after bending down for an hour lmao. I’m just tired and sad, and of course right after I cleaned up.. my cat had a hairball. Shouts out to ppl who have children because I’m stressed o it just caring for my pets sometimes, y’all are way stronger then me! 😭
Molly looking ever so scraggly. I love her and her tiny little hands.🧡
Little vent below:
On a real note- Sadie suddenly isn’t doing well. I’m going to call the vet tomorrow to try and get her seen. I am praying she doesn’t have a GI blockage or something like that. I don’t think it’s a respiratory infection because she isn’t breathing loudly or wheezing. But seemingly overnight she started to appear rather bloated and now she’s breathing pretty hard. The internet has answers ranging from constipation to hear failure.. so that’s a pretty significant range of potential issues.
I recently lost Charlie, and I just don’t want to lose anyone else. I’m not sure of Sadie’s exact age, even though she was from a breeder. I never ended up actually learning how old she was. It’s possible she’s already around a year old or is about to be. So if surgery was needed I’d have no clue what her odds are.
On top of all of this, I’ve been in horrible physical pain this last week and a half. I only have energy for my animals and laying in bed. Disabilities are hard, and i’m just ready to not feel like this. I’ve been in and out of the doctors four times these last two ish weeks, with my test results being all over the fucking place (like a huge white blood cell counts in my piss, but no infection?? What?? Is happening??). Me and Sadie out here feeling like shit. 🥲💔
If you read all that, thank you.
Ellie giving us all a glorious big stretch in her wheel!! Also, ever since I moved it- she’s actually been using it nightly! I guess she just didn’t like where I had it?
Plus some cute pics I got of Molly and Abigail. :)