That embarassing little creature up there is a chinchilla. Oh wait, I meant the little rodent, not my wife in the Jay Cutler jersey.

For some reason, a moment of regrettable weakness on my part, we have two of those. (Technically two Cutler jerseys too, but that’s a different post.) And now, one of the furry little nuggets has developed a bad leg. It is quite unfortunate. Apparently most vets don’t want to see rodents — maybe I’m a vet…

So at this point we are making a decision to wait and see how he is in the morning. He might be fine, he might be dead.

Any suggestions or ear muff orders?