Last Thurs I got a message from a friend asking if I was interested in 2 more babies. Perfect timing as my current young man, Grunt, was ready to set out on his own, I believed. They did at first glance appear to be all pink bellied and plump. As it was 2am the plan was a quick check for broken bones, general appearance, and some hydration, and sleep.
THEY were in a box wrapped together in blankets, and the box was warm as I carried it inside. And they were so cold feeling. This is South Carolina-102° and 210%humidity. Nothing is cold here after a hurricane. Looking closer they moved like a 3 or 4 week old would. Yet their eyes opened within a couple hours. Twich saw me as he opened his eyes for the first time until moments later he closed them again forever. SQUEAK 2 looks at me as I lay her inside the carrier I keep beside my bed with a wide bridge to me. Most nights, all of my animals- pets and otherwise- mostly sleep against me. As did she.
Their skin was so taunt and hard feeling, very little color in gums, and cold. This was not good. I hydrated with a few drips of Pedialyte every 15 min to each. Twitch passed before I could get even a few drops in him.
Anyway, Squeak did in fact, Squeak. Alot. Didn't fuss when food was late, and ate most things easily. I hydrated her until skin was supple again and was happy she ate aggressively. Her energy even seemed to improve slightly. But it's declined again and still having violent head jerks. Different from sleeping jerks. Squeak is very clingy and lethargic also. With mild constipation.
Is she gonna be ok?