My little squeakheart šŸ€šŸ’•

I’m not very good at talking about the degus’ health problems while they’re ongoing, I’m generally too busy being stressed and doing everything I can for them to deal with anything else.

On Wednesday I thought Daniel was going to die this week (spoiler: he didn’t). He was in for a dental on Monday, came round well, ate a bit on Tuesday and then refused all food on Wednesday morning. I went through every type of treat we have. We saw a vet (who is not our usual vet) and just got ā€œforce feed him. what else can you do?ā€. He didn’t even address the fact that there must be a cause for Daniel refusing all food (I spoke to my usual vet the next day and got actual veterinary care for Daniel).

The whole thing was strongly resembling Thomas’s last week and I really thought I was going to loose Daniel. He’s eating independently (nothing that’s his usual diet but right now I’m happy that he’s eating anything) and there’s been some improvement.

Unfortunately the rate at which the tumour on his leg is growing means it’s pretty certain that it is cancer. It’s on too much of his leg for removing only the tumour to be an option, there wouldn’t be enough skin to close up the operation site afterwards, so the only option would be to remove the leg. With it being a back leg this would severely affect him, much more so than losing a front leg would.

All I can do for now is wait and see what happens, spend time with him while I can and regularly remind all of you how amazing Daniel is and how much I love him!