Big brother Aristoteles

When daddy came home yesterday Runa was feeling really bad. I watched over her and she was lying by my side. Then mum and dad noticed that her head was really tilted and that she didn't n want food. Mum at once expected this to be the parasite E. cuniculi so we went right to the vet (our regular vet didn't have time to us so we had to drive the car really far this time).

When we came to the vet I was really afraid and thought they was going to look on me. Frigg was brave as usual, but Runa was really afraid and pretended she was feeling well.

The vet came to the same conclusion as mummy, and since it's a really dangerous parasite for rabbits we're all on antiparasitic medication now. Runa also have to take antibiotics and have her teeth fixed.

Today Runa still don't want to eat that much so daddy had to feed her with Critical Care this morning.

We're going to our regular vet today and hopefully we also will get some painkillers since she grinds her teeth sometimes. We all also have to take blood samples to check for E. cuniculi.

Right now we're all really afraid.

The picture is of me guarding Runa while she eats some Critical Care by herself some minutes ago. I also wanted some after she was finished, but stupid mum took it away..

The scary janitor is here...

There's an intruder in my apartment! What to do, what to do!

I think I will just hide under the desk until he finds out that he doesn’t belong here...

Balto is sick :(

About 02:00(am) 17. august in the middle of the night I found Balto lying in his cage and his eyes were turned completely white. At fist I thought he was dead, then I lifted him up and he moved. It was to late to call the vet so I found a 1ml syringe and got him to drink about 2ml of water. I checked him lots of times during the night and it seems like his eyes got a little less white.

Next day I called the vet and had to leave him there since they ware really busy. Some hours later I got a message that they had found a abscess and removed it. When I come back to get him he seemed like he was in a little shock but fine, and his eyes seemed fine. I asked if they found out why his eyes turned white, and they told me that they hadn't found out and that probably it was because hamsters had a white transparent set of eyelids that had made his eyes seemed white. When we leaved we got some antibiotics (he's having 0,03ml twice a day for 10 days) and some salve for the wound.

When I came home I cleaned his cage and have used some kitchen paper as bedding. After a while I saw his pupils turning white again, so I gave him some more water and it seems like they became clearer again. I've also given him some Critical Care and some cockroaches since they contain lots of goodies (B. dubia). It seems like his eating, but not drinking by himself, so I've given him some cucumber (changes it every night) since it contains loots of water (and he eats it) in addition to giving him water with a 1ml syringe.

This is really scary since it's the fist time ever that Balto has been sick. Especially since he tends to sleep when I'm awake and wake up when I turn of the lights and go to bed when I turn it on. So it's was really luck that something kept me awake Tuesday night. I actually think Aristoteles have tried to tell me that something was wrong with Balto (he's laid in front of Baltos cage every night instead of under the table as he tends the, he's also spent loot of time in front of the cage), but as I'm just a stupid human I didn't get it... So I think Balto has been sick for maybe one or two days before I reacted as that's when Aristoteles "weird" behaviour started.




Balto after given water the night before the vet. Do you see the little white dot in the middle of his eye? That's not the camera. Before he was given water everything black in his eyes were white/greyish...

Sick again...

Right now we're visiting granddad and my aunts. Some days ago my it started to hurt inside my mouth so I kind of lost my apetite yesterday. It hurts so much when I chew, but it hav ehurted a little. So I have just eaten soft things, like leaves and dandilions or tasty things like my papaya tablets. And even thought I tried to trick mum into believing that I was fine by running a lot and pretending to eat she understood and today she and granddad took me to the vet after I had "played" a while in the garden...

And after the terrible new vet looked at my teeth mum LEFT me! And then they gave me something and I felt asleep. When I woke up I feelt really bad and my mouth hurt. A vet came and gave me Critical Care and then my old vet(!!!) came even though we are about 450 km away from home! [mums comment: His old vet had moved to work on this veterinary office, I was really surprised to find out].
After a looooooong time mum came and picked me up and granddad drove us home. Right now I'm sitting in the cage inside my enclosure here, with a blanket over me and is feeling kind of betrayed. Stupid mum... We're on a vacation and she left me with the vet :(

Think I'm going to try to relax a little, before mum starts to give me Critical Care.
[mums comment: His medication after fixing he's teeth this time is painkillers for three days (starting tomorrow), FibrePlex and Critical Care.]

Update #3 - Aristotels

My tummy hurted again on Thursday, so mum took me back to the vets office. I was really scared! [mums comment: And me too, the vet told me that if he wasn't better the next day they wanted to open him to see if something was blocking his gut].

When we came home mum gave me something and afterwards it didn't hurt that much, she also forced me into drinking water. I CAN drink myself you know! I also had to start to take paraffin again.

But now I'm feeling better, and mum have even given me some outside plants and a little branch I can chew on.

The really sad thing is that she have taken my cardboard boxes and laid a blanket over them in such a way that I can't play with them. Se says it's from my own good, but I really want to play with them...

I'm a a lion hear me roar! (relaxing under the desk)

I'm not feeling really well right now

Thursday evening I didn't feel really well and my tummy was really painful, so when mum gave my my pellets I didn't eat as I was in so much pain. So mum force-feed with Critical Care me and massaged my tummy. I tried to run away of course but my strength just disappeared as I tried.

The next morning I was feeling better and ate a little pellets so mum went to do some errands. And while she was away I started to feel ill again, and didn't manage to finish my food. I tried to trick mum into believing everything was fine but she force-feed me again and put me in the my carrier. So we went to PetVett again... The vet checked my teeth as usual and after mum said something the started to touch my belly and I tried to run away. We went out but didn't leave and after a while another vet came took me away from mum(!) then she laid me on a table and held me tight and I was really scared. But then she took me back to mum. I tried to tell mum that we had to run and that these people was trying to kill me or worse! Then the vet came out again and we went into the room where I had been held on the table. Mum and the vet was looking on something and talked. I picked up the words serious, but I'm always serious you know.

Mum left me with the vets again and they force-feed me with something and then I was held on the table again before they gave me some medicine and put a cable (you know almost like the one that mum has put out of my reach) with water or something in one of my front legs (it really painful because it has a torn in it that they put in my leg).

After a long long time mum picked me up and we took the bus home, and then I was put in my cage even though I wanted to run under the bed. Mum also force-feed me and gave me medicine.

Now two days later I was allowed to go out of my cage. And I'm feeling a little better but I'm still feeling really sick, but I have managed to eat a little (mum has brought some really tasty hay, I think it is called alfaalfa hay or something). Right now I'm lying under mums desk and telling her what to write.

So see you later, and I will try to keep you fans a little updated on how I'm feeling.

[Mums comment: Aristotels has became really sick. The x-rays showed that his stomach has been magnified and he has problems with his digestion. I was tolled that if I had come later, it could have been to late for him... He got intravenous therapy at the vet (the cord he is talking about), and some medicines. Right now he gets antibiotics, medical paraffin and FibrePlex (and Critical Care). It's seems like his condition is stable right now, but if he gets worse it's straight back to the vet.]

Me after coming home from the vet:


And like it weren't enough that I felt ill I was put in my cage for two whole days!

En slitsom helg - Hva har egentlig skjedd?

This entry is written to the people close to Aristoteles and me and will therefore not be translated into English, but Aristotels will write a little entry in English today to explain what has happened the last couple of days.

Torsdagskveld fikk Aristoteles siste del av sin dagelige pelletsrasjon. Han hadde virket slapp hele kvelden, men det vårt først når han nektet å spise pellets at jeg ante at det var virkelig fare på ferde (og alle som kjenner Aristoteles ville nok også reagert ettersom han er helt vill etter pellets). Skal nevnes at han hadde vært interessert i mat bare noen timer før. Klokken var ganske mye og bussen hadde stoppet og gå. Jeg kjente på magen hans og den virket veldig oppblåst så jeg antok at han kanskje hadde forstoppelse. Jeg tvangsfôret han deretter med Critical Care og lunket vann, og masserte magen hans samt ga han litt FibrePlex. Jeg var oppe hele natten sammen med ham helt til han kom seg på do utpå morgenen en gang. Så jeg fikk i underkant av 2 timers søvn, men da jeg våknet igjen var i alle fall filosofen interessert i mat og kom løpende når han hørte at jeg ordnet med pelletsen hans og slukte papayatalettene sine som vanlig (de han tar siden han ikke klarer å bryte ned sin egen pels). Siden han var i så god form dro jeg og ordnet med mine daglige ærend.

Da jeg kom hjem igjen var han skikkelig dårlig og jeg fant ut at han verken hadde spist opp pelletsen sin eller vært på do siden morgenen. En rask telefon også bar det til dyrlegen. Vi ble sittende å vente ettersom han skulle bli sett på imellom noen andre når de hadde tid. Dyrlegen kikket på tennene hans og konstaterte at de var helt like som sist, og siden han sprellet så fælt (hadde jo blitt tvangsfôret rett før vi dro) så mente hun at det ikke var så alvorlig. Jeg sa at magen hans hadde virket ganske oppblåst og hun sjekket den, og konstaterte at dette måtte det taes røntgen av.

Så ble det å sitte å vente på venterommet en stund til før det kom ei og hentet Aristoteles. Etter en stund ble jeg også hentet for at jeg skulle få sett på bildene. Jeg ble mildt sagt sjokkert; bildet viste at magesekken hans tok opp ca 2/3 til 3/4 av kroppen hans. Videre fortalte dyrlegen meg at de trodde han hadde fått forstørret magesekk, men at det også kunne være for eksempel en svulst. Jeg fikk beskjed om at han måtte være hos dyrlegen litt til for å få tatt røntgen med kontrastvæske så jeg ble nødt til å overlate han til noen andre igjen.

Jeg benyttet dette til å få i meg noe mat ettersom jeg ikke hadde fått spist annet en frokost. Da jeg var ferdig med å spise fikk jeg melding om at Aristoteles var satt på drypp og at de hadde gitt han medisiner. Jeg dro tilbake til klinikken og satt og ventet på venterommet en god stund, før det kom noen ut til meg og sa at han snart var ferdig med dryppet i tillegg til at jeg ble instruert i fôring og medisinering de neste dagene. Jeg fikk en flaske med medisinsk parafin, en med antibiotika og beskjed om at han kun skal fôres med høy (kjøpte med noe Alfaalfa høy, som er veldig næringsrikt og fint for kaniner som er syke) og Critical Care fremover. Jeg fikk også beskjed om at det var kjempe fint at jeg hadde kommet nå ellers hadde det kunnet gått fryktelig galt, og at alt jeg hadde gjort natten i forveien hadde vært helt riktig og ville nok gi ham et bedre utgangspunkt for å bli bedre. Jeg spurte hva det kunne skyldes og fikk til svar at det var det ganske vanskelig å si noe om det kunne være at han hadde fått i seg noe, eller andre ting; ble også fortalt om en kanin som hadde dødd av det samme fordi den hadde spist skudd av gress og planter om våren som vist kunne være giftig for sarte kaninmager.

Etter en stund ble Aristoteles ferdig med dryppbehandlingen og vi kunne dra hjem igjen. Fikk beskjed om at hvis han forverrer seg måtte vi ringe vakttelefonen for smådyr og at det ikke var de som hadde vakt denne helgen.

Sent på kvelden, når det var tid for medisinering, la jeg merke til at flasken med antibiotika var tom, eller ikke tom, men kledd med bomull som antibiotikaen hadde trukket inn i og stivnet, og det var helt umulig å få ut noe som helst. Jeg ringte vakttelefonen og snakket med en annen dyrlege fra en annen klinikk og fikk beskjed om å komme innom tidelig neste dag etter for å hente antibiotika siden det var veldig akutt.
Denne natten ble det også i underkant av 2 timers søvn ettersom jeg var kjempe bekymret for den vesle gutten min. Han satt forøvrig i buret hele natten og hele tiden siden vi kom hjem ettersom han har en tendens til å spise når han kjedet seg. Han var veldig apatisk, men likevel sur fordi han måtte siste i bur (han er nemlig vant til å gå løs 24 timer i døgnet og buret brukes kun som en plass å ha dokassen hans og som fôringsstasjon).

Dagen etter fant jeg ut hvor klinikken som hadde vakt lå, og ble satt ut når jeg fant ut hvor langt det var unna i tillegg til at jeg fant ut at jeg ikke kunne ta busser dit fordi de ikke gikk ettersom det var første mai. Jeg spurte alle jeg kjente med bil, men ingen hadde mulighet til å kjøre meg ut. En venn av meg kom bort for å prøve å hjelpe meg med å ordne. Litt over klokken 10:00 ringte jeg vakttelefonen (koster forøvrig 26,- per min...) og fikk beskjed om at jeg måtte komme ut meg en gang ettersom de kom til å dra derifra snart og da måtte jeg betale enda mer for antibiotikaen ettersom jeg da ville bli nødt til å betale for utrykning i tillegg.

Vi endte derfor opp med å ta taxi og fikk verdens snilleste taxisjåfør. Først ble hun så opprørt over det med at jeg ikke hadde fått antibiotika til kaninen min og at det gikk ann å gjøre slike feil, så hun glemte å slå på takstometeret, og hun valgte å ikke legge til noen kroner heller når hun fikk det på igjen. Siden klinikken lå langt vekk fra alt og ingenting endte hun også med å kjøre feil, og slo av takstometeret helt til vi kom frem og hun ringte også vakttelefonen fra bilen for å finne frem og for at jeg ikke skulle måtte bruke enda noen kroner på å ringe dit. Da vi kom frem tom hun seg også pause sånn at vi slapp å betale for venting, ettersom vi ikke viste hvor lang tid vi ville bruke hos dyrlegen (og det endte med å ta litt tid ettersom Aristoteles måtte registreres i datasystemet). Denne dyreklinikken kunne fortelle at antibiotikaen var en feil og at jeg burde ta kontakt med dyreklinikken som behandlet ham for å se om jeg kunne få igjen noen penger.

Vel hjemme igjen hadde hele denne turen kostet meg ca 1000,- (taxi + medisin). Jeg skjønner at feil kan skje overalt, men det er likevel veldig surt å ha måttet ut med disse pengene, så jeg skal ut til den første dyreklinikken på mandag med kvitteringer på medisin og taxiregning for å prøve å få noe tilbake.

Etter Aristoteles hadde fått i seg antibiotikaen kom han seg faktisk litt og begynte å spise litt selv. Kjempe fint ettersom det betyr mindre intens tvangsfôring, som verken han eller meg er noe særlig glade i.

Han satt i buret sitt i hele går og i hele natt, og har spist ca en neve med alfaalfahøy i løpet av natten. Så i morges valgte jeg å ikke tvangsfôre, men se litt ann hvor mye han spiser i løpet av dagen, og nå ser det ut som han må igjennom en liten rundt med tvangsfôring igjen ettersom han ikke har spist noe særlig i løpet av dagen. Akkurat ligger han rett ut under skrivebordet mitt; han virker stabil, men likevel veldig sløv.

The Horrors of PetVett

The day before yesterday me and mum went to the park, and meet many people. It was fun, it's been almost a year since last time I think. Thousand years maybe!

Anyway: Yesterday mum took me to the botanical garden. There we met S and she and mum tried to read while I thought about chewing on their books, to consume some literature. What to you expect? I'm named after a great philosopher, and not just any great philosopher, the one that founded biology! So I can't resist ecology books. But I didn't chew on them, though.

I relaxed a bit under mums backpack before I started to explore a little and tried to chew on a tree, then I cleaned myself and THEN! mum picks me up and puts me in the carrier. I try to run away but is NO use!

And before I know it we are in the scariest place on all of earth: PETVETT! Mum took me out of the carrier and I sat on heir lap trying to hide under her arm. But then the vet come out and was calling my name. Mum started moving into the dark and scary office! And I tried to run away! But still to no use!

Then mum held me tight and the vet looked at my eyes, then she opened my mouth and looked on my front teeth. She went to get that thing, and I tried to tell mum that we had to run for it! But like always she got tricked and I had to get that thing in my mouth so she could look at my molars. Like always I tried to chew or spit it out, but the vet's evil powers were to strong...

Mum and the vet talked a bit and then we could go and I hid under mums arm in case the evil vet was going to change her mind and do some more tests!

[Mums comment: He didn't have to be put in anaesthesia to get his teeth corrected this time. The vet thinks thinks his teeth is getting better (she said that his molars look like those of a cat or dog, but that that is fine as long as his teeth are stabilising), so were not going back for a new control until July/August].

After we left the vet we took the bus to H, and there we sat in her garden so I could run a little (but I had to use my leash). A big cat came and really scared mum and H. I don't know what the most scary part was; the cat of the fact that mum was scared. But after being scared a way a couple of times by mum the cat left.

After being at H's for sometime, we took the bus home.


Me relaxing under mums backpack in the park:

Right now I'm lying under the table, philosophizing on how to get mum to give me some more pellets (she gave me less than normal this morning)...

Vet

So I was by the vet today (AGAIN!) and this time mum leaved me alone! They gave me a shot and then I became very tired and fall to sleep.

When I woke mum was still not there and I felt terrible and wasn't able to walk on my feet. After a while when I was able to walk again and then she took me home again. And now she are going to give me some Critical Care since I don't want to eat any hay, herbs or pellets...

How could she do this against me?

Mum feels sorry for me, but it still was she that took me to the vet...


How could you leave me here alone with this people?! (Me when mum picket me up at the vet)

Me in my transport cage on the bus on the way home:


And here is me now. I'm really tired and just want to sleep...

Sun, park, bus and go

Today lots have happened! Many scary but still interesting things.

After mums lecture in Zoology today she and commoncroc (a fellow student of mum) came, and mum put my harness on me. Then she (followed by commoncroc) caried me outside. We walked longer to the spot were mum have carried me before when I took the bus for the first time. After a while the bus came and we went on, it was really scary but still I was curios (last time I was in my traveling cage but today I just sat in my harness and leash).

After a while we went of the bus and then we walked to a place were we meet eci_frog, then we walked to the park! It was really fun and we met more people including bergtatt (who always gives me yummy things and lets me do anything I want ^^).

It was really fun to be in the park again, and I got all the attention I wanted ^^

After some hours in the park mum and the others began to pack their stuff. And mum put my short leash (me long leash is over 5 meters) on and then I, mum, eci_frog and pekko (a guy mum plays go with) walked to the university (mum plays go there).

After a while eci_frog went, and I was placed on a blanket on a table. Mum said that we were going to leave soon she just had to hear when they are going to play tomorrow. Then after a while we left again, after I had said hi to all the guys mum plays with.

And then mum carried me for a long time and then we took the bus home again.

Me right after I turned on the music on bergtatt's computer (to his surprise), so here I listen to the music:


I also have to add that Balto has moved in in our apartment now after a long while with Hamsterguardian. She is going to write something about that to when she's getting better.

Fire!

Before five this morning the fire alarm began to scream... I was really scary... But as mum said I behaved very well even if I was terrified... We are inside or apartment again (we were allowed to enter it again about 05:30). I'm a little more relaxed now and are lying on the floor beside the table in this very moment, looking at mum helping me write this entry.

The most scariest part was that the fire alarm screamed so loud. But when we stood outside it came two monsters that was blinking blue as well, and they were also really scary, but still not so scary as the fire alarm.

When we came inside again I was placed on the bed and was given lots of sunflower seeds because I was so well behaved and brave this morning.


I'm now going to quote the post mum wrote at Kanin.org this morning. I know it is in Norwegian but it is mainly for those who are close to us and they speak Norwegian (mum has not decided yet if she is going to translate it to English):

I morgen før klokken frem gikk brannalarmen her i huset vi bor i. Jeg klekke på meg i en fart og fikk etter en stund frem en livredd Aristoteles med vidåpne øyne fra under sengen. Brannalarmen er ikke akkurat noe han liker nei... På vei ut utgangsdøren begynte vi å lukte røyk.

Vel utenfor bygget møtte vi mange andre som var skikkelig irriterte for å bli vekket så tidlig. Etter en stund kom to brannbilder med blålys og røykdykkere som kom seg inn i bygget. Etter en god stund ble bygget klarert og de som bodde i den delen av blokken hvor brannen hadde oppstått og fikk beskjed om å lufte ut. Etter en stund med en gigantisk vifte for å få ut røyk fikk vi som bor i motstående blokk gå inn.

Aristoteles oppførte seg helt eksemplarisk i morges enda han var livredd og hater og bli løftet. Han kom ut fra innerst under sengen (som han hadde søkt tilflukt under på grunn av brannalarmen) uten å bli dratt ut og til min store glede slapp jeg å måtte ta ham i nakkeskinnet, men tokk ganske enkelt og la begge armene rundt ham og fikk dyttet ham ut og løftet ham opp. På vei ut av bygget gjemte han hodet under armen min ettersom lyden fra brannalarmen var kjempe høy og fæl og skremmende. Når vi kom ut gikk vi ut til noen Aristoteles har møtt før for å slippe at han skulle bli enda reddere av de som sto rundt. Han satt stille på armen min, uten å prøve å hoppe ned, med hodet opp mot halsen min med vidåpne øyne. Etter en stund roet han seg ned igjen, og ble også trøstet av en som sto utenfor som han kjenner litt fra før. Så kom brannbilene og i stedet for å prøve å stikke av fra lysene gjemte han hodet under armen min igjen. Etter en stund turde han å ta frem hodet igjen og puttet hodet opp mot halsen min igjen og slikket meg noen ganger for å trøste en mor som også ble ganske stresset av at han var det. Når vi endelig kom inn i bygget igjen satt fortsatt Aristoteles helt stille til han ble plassert på hodeputen på sengen, uten å prøve å hoppe ned med en gang vi kom inn døra, noe han pleier å gjøre etter vi har vært på tur. Han satt helt fin i senga helt til jeg la meg ned sammen med ham og ga han solsikke frø og fortalte ham hvor flink han hadde vært. Nå noen timer etter derimot sitter han under sengen igjen fortsatt litt redd, men han kom frem for å få pelleten sin som vanlig.

Heldigvis gikk det bra og heldigvis var ikke brannen i vårt bygg og heldigvis spredde den seg ikke ut av leiligheten den var i. Men likevel sitter jeg igjen med et støkk i meg noe Aristoteles tydeligvis merket ettersom han som sagt prøvde å trøste meg når vi sto ute og så opp på vinduet til et rom fylt av røyk. Hva om Aristoteles er alene hjemme når det brenner? Hva om han brenner inne mens jeg er på en forelesning? osv. Om ikke så mange timene skal jeg på forelesning igjen og jeg kjenner at jeg egentlig har mest lyst til å ta ham med. Men han skal selvsagt får være hjemme ettersom en tur til universitetet ikke er noe han trenger nå etter å ha hatt en veldig stressende start på dagen. Har i alle fall planlagt å prate med noen som bor i gangen rundt meg om at hvis jeg ikke er hjemme under brann så har de lov til å bryte seg inn i leiligheten min for å redde ut Aristoteles.

Hehe, nå kom Aristoteles ut fra under sengen og lurte på hva jeg drev med og ser rett og slett litt leken og tigger etter å få papayatablettene sine. Han ser heldigvis ikke så stresset ut lenger, det var veldig godt å se :)

A picture from Wikipedia of one of the monsters (and baby monsters that came out of it with snakes and stuff) with the blinking blue light:

But now mum are going to give me my daily papaya tablets, so I have to go.

Snow

Today I was out in the snow for the first time, and it was TERRIBLE! And REALLY scary!

And were was all the tasty green grass gone?

I will newer lay a paw on that terrible frozen water again! It's unnatural! Water is a liquid not a solid!

After we came inside again I hid myself under the bed, and I haven't come out yet (except from one time when mum offered me some hay).

Ticket to ride

Today me and mum tok the the train to Drammen. It was pretty scary so I sat a lot on mums lap (4 hours in all mum says, and the whole trip takes 6 hours). Here are some pictures of our trip.

Me waiting for the train to arrive at the station:

Our train:

As I said to take the train is really scary:

Me on mums lap:
Me under mums jacket since it was so cold on the train that I began to freeze. The train was brand new and the people on the train didn't know how to get it warm so it was really cold when the train went over the mountain with all the snow:

Me sleeping under mums jacket. I felt so safe that I slept with my eyes closed (and that's the first time that I have done that as mum have seen that):

Me in grandpa and my aunties basement were I shall live now for 3 weeks: