Poor Jack

Well last week, we had a little accident. I was taking Jack out of his house and he jumped out of my hands onto the floor. It was probably a 4 foot drop, but that is a lot for such a little guy. He tried to run away as soon as he hit and couldn't walk. Of course, I start freaking out!! We realized that he was not using his right front foot at all. He was having a really hard time getting around.
Thankfully, my sweet Sunday School teacher is also a vet. I picked up the phone and called Dr. Randy. He informed me that there was not a whole lot that could be done for such a small creature, but to keep an eye on him. He said that if he didn't begin using his foot in the next week or so, we would have to... send him to hamster heaven. I was DEVASTATED! I thought "the poor guy hasn't even been given the chance to see if he can survive a class of 5 year olds. His worst enemy was the teacher!!"
Thankfully, yesterday he began to put some pressure on his foot and I just heard him running on his wheel. Praise God, Jack was saved from the jaws of death... for now...