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I was in a very foul mood for about 15 minutes this morning. VERY foul.
Thomas tumbled out of his cage again and flailed about in his usual panic. Reminded me of a person who is trying to save themself from drowning. Being outside of his cage is evidently a scary place to be.
Along the way, he painted all four walls, the heaters, the windows and the closet door with his blood. Today it became clear to me that if he loses his balance when out of cage he literally falls to the ground like a potato.
I finally managed to catch him with a towel, cleaned him and put him back in cage. The towel did not seem to affect his trust in me thank goodness. He gratefully reached for a piece of walnut afterwards and then took a nap because he was really exhausted after all that stress.
This will be the 3rd time in 2 weeks that the little man has hurt himself in the same manner.
I sat with him for a few minutes afterwards and found myself feeling very protective towards him. I also felt so sorry and wondered what had happened to make him who he is today? I also felt anger towards his former home for not having mentioned any of this.
Anyways, I snapped out of my mood as quickly as I could and am feeling better now. I know there isn't any point in being angry over something I will never find out about or understand.
I think I have a better understanding of what the little guy needs from me moving forward and I intend to make sure he thrives here.
Thank you for taking the time to read my rant.
Thomas tumbled out of his cage again and flailed about in his usual panic. Reminded me of a person who is trying to save themself from drowning. Being outside of his cage is evidently a scary place to be.
Along the way, he painted all four walls, the heaters, the windows and the closet door with his blood. Today it became clear to me that if he loses his balance when out of cage he literally falls to the ground like a potato.
I finally managed to catch him with a towel, cleaned him and put him back in cage. The towel did not seem to affect his trust in me thank goodness. He gratefully reached for a piece of walnut afterwards and then took a nap because he was really exhausted after all that stress.
This will be the 3rd time in 2 weeks that the little man has hurt himself in the same manner.
I sat with him for a few minutes afterwards and found myself feeling very protective towards him. I also felt so sorry and wondered what had happened to make him who he is today? I also felt anger towards his former home for not having mentioned any of this.
Anyways, I snapped out of my mood as quickly as I could and am feeling better now. I know there isn't any point in being angry over something I will never find out about or understand.
I think I have a better understanding of what the little guy needs from me moving forward and I intend to make sure he thrives here.
Thank you for taking the time to read my rant.
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