Mama finally broke down and called the vet by the third day. We honestly didn't know if he'd be making a return trip. Well...it seems our little hamster dude (as we affectionately call him around here) simply had an abscess that needed to be drained. A little hamster loving and tiny syringes of hamster antibiotics, and our little guy is happy and playful again.
The things we do for love.
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