How's my little Pikku?

I must admit I was very afraid that Pikku could have gotten seriously injured two days ago due to internal bleeding or hemmoraging. I don't know what I would do if I found her dead one day in her cage. I think it would be safe to say, I'd freak out, scream, and cry. And then when I hit a reality phase again, I'd freak out again... (fear-wise, being that I'm necrophobic and all).

So, I've been monitoring her "progress." She's a little trooper, that's for sure. She hasn't even given the slightest indication since that night that anything even happened. I don't know how long their memories are, or how advanced it is in general, but I do know that she's like a miniature Superman. She's made of steel.

It's probably because she works out so much. Everytime I see her out from under her little "house," she's either grabbing a sip of water, stuffing her cheeks (literally), or running, running, running on her wheel. She spends so much time on that wheel. And when she doesn't just want to run, she builds her "yoga" muscles. She balances on her tiny little back legs and pushes her wheel with her front legs. She looks like she's standing up like a human and practicing a doggie paddle or something. It's quite amusing.

Ah, yes. Back to how she's doing. I would have to say in two words: Normal. Great.

Carisa

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