I schedule Pickle for a vet’s appointment for about 10:30am, sent Eddie a text letting him know what was up, called work to let them know I’d probably be late, and settled down on the couch with my very lethargic weasel. Eddie came home so I’d have someone with me at the office, gave Pickle some loves and we sat on the couch for about 5 minutes before we got a phone call from the vet’s office telling us to go to the emergency vet in East Greenwich because they don’t like to have people wait in situations like this when they’ve got exotic pets. Another 25 minutes and we’re down at the other office filling out paperwork while Pickle sleeps in the carrier.

Eventually we get into the exam room where Pickle is quite content to sit in the carrier and ignore everyone. She’s not vomiting anymore, but she’s definitely not behaving like her normal ball of energy yet. She’s not impressed with the tech trying to get her temperature at all. A few minutes later the vet comes in to check her and Pickle comes out, steals her pen, and goes back into the crate. We put her on the floor while the vet heads into the back for a bit, and suddenly we’ve got a normal ferret again, investigating every inch of the room, trying to get into the cabinets and drawers, etc. The vet thinks that she may have gotten into something that she shouldn’t have, but based on her prior history Eddie and I don’t really think that - she’s a hoarder and a digger, not a chewer. Either way, she’s home with me (having taken the rest of the day out) being monitored, and getting little bits of water and food at a time. And just a second ago she chased the cat.

I finally got Eddie’s Sims working for him yesterday, and sent him all of the custom content that I’ve got in my installation.

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