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I accidentally stepped on one of my pet mice today. AGH.

I have these three little boys, right, brothers, born after my obsession with SPN started, two brown and one white, so their names are Teenie Deanie, Wee!Sam, and Mini!Cas. Mini!Cas has deformed feet, probably from a birth defect, so he has a little trouble moving around and can't grip and climb the way the others can. He's such a sweetie though, really enjoys being held, bruxes all the time when he gets attention.

I was working in my kitchen and had the three of them on my shoulders, as I sometimes like holding some of my mice while I'm working, and I heard this little thump right before I took a step back and then felt something warm and small under my foot...

And OHNOES, man, I stepped on Mini!Cas. D: D: D:

I don't know how, but he might actually be okay, I'm not sure. There wasn't any blood and he's moving around, so no spinal injuries, and he bruxed a bunch when I picked him up, but he's not moving very much. I don't know, I don't know. Maybe he just needs to rest. But I feel so awful. And there's no way I can afford a vet right now, even if they would be able to help. Mice are so tiny that sometimes there's just nothing you can do.

Poor tiny Castiel. Gah.

\o/

Well, against all odds, it looks like Mini!Cas is going to be just fine. He has, like, a mousie black eye, and some bruises on that side of his face, but he's active and eating and has been running on his wheel, even, so I think he's okay. Pretty light, considering he could have had a broken neck, poor baby.

He's currently snuggling with Teenie Deanie in their wee house. (It has two stories and a red roof, for the curious.)