stasis.. that's the word of the moment. nothins been done to this blog, in terms of aesthetic value in quite a while. and i'm currently, officially, depressed as of 7pm today. got back aft the shopping n swimming whirl of a day, saw the pile of untouched dry food...then spotted the bottle of antibiotics in the fridge alongside his apple juice and syringe and knew it cldnt be good. have just spent an hr or so petting him till he fell asleep. hopefully he'll sleep better than me tonite.

gave him some tissue paper to play and nug ard, which he did, so at least hes not taaaat bad. but hes not exactly eating a lot... *sigh sigh sigh and sigh* you'll never imagine how much trouble, heartache, stress, restless nights (punctuated every 2hourly with fear-induced starts resulting in sleep-blurred scrambling to his cage: is he...?, gripped with the worst fear u can feel) such tiny thing can cause.

my only comfort at this moment is the knowledge that he knows when we're there, and responds when we pet him with his coos and gurgles... we can only hope that tm will be a better day. poor poor baby...