Our Olympic swimmer (squirrel) is still hanging in there. He's giving a good fight & taking the antibiotics well. Yesterday morning, when I opened the door to the critical care ward, I didn't hear his raspy breathing and thought he had died during the night. I cautiously lifted the cover to his cage and reached in to find....a warm, sleeping squirrel. With tremendous relief, I closed the cage back up and left him to his sleep.
Twice a day, I check on him and he is definitely lacking in energy - the body's way to heal itself through total rest. The good news is he has eaten a couple of walnut halves, so he must be feeling a little better. I'm keeping my fingers crossed for him.
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