Yesterday was my virgin visit to the vet. It was really quite an experience. Dad was really nice to suggest bringing it to the vet. I felt a tad shy because everyone had a visible large pet while I had just a tiny box which looked like it was almost empty. Hammie was so sick it hid it his roll all the time. Doc Grace was really nice, she explained every single movement she made on hammie. That includes sticking a cotton bud all the way into his cheek pouch, it was really heart breaking. Such frail little pet, and had to be grabbed and forced. We had his teeth trimmed as well. Doc Grace held it so well that hammie doesn't move at all. But I can't even do it at home, he's been struggling whenever he sees the dropper. Worst still, while grabbing him and trying to force feed him, I dropped him :/ urgh yes kill me.. He's not eating drinking or moving. Don't die!
Was taking a study break, now back to it. 18 more days to exams ;(
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