I took Amy to the vet almost a week ago. As our local exotic vet is only available on Sundays, we took the bus to the vet clinic in the city I previously lived in and is in another district. On the way back we took the train, and as we had some time to wait and the station was empty, I let Amy explore the bench we were sitting on and shared with her a bit from the snacks I bought (date snack with nuts and also a rice and beatroot crisp) , and I took this lovely photo of her. She has recurring diarrhoea, and we are trying a steroid treatment, that went away some time after finishing antibiotics and trying some dietary treatment.
She was the best girl at the vet clinic, and at some point the vet just held her in his arms and petted her.
She seems to be doing better now.
"Mine!"