bye bye baby boy
rodney died yesterday. i came home from work, walked in my apt... called all the babies names... came in my room... and then i saw that he wasn't in his spot.... then i saw him laying on the side of his cage behind his plastic tubes... and it was weird because he never goes over there... so i got a really awful pain and then i realized he was dead. omg it was the most awful feeling ever. i called two of my friends, both of which couldn't come over for me... then i called dominique and she came right away. you can always tell which friends are the truest in bad times. so, lucky dominique was the first person to meet rodney (she came over to hang out with me the day i brought him home), and the last person to see him... in a way it's refreshing... and she was so brave to come over and help me through it... she's one of the only people who really understands how much i love my pets.
so it sucked so bad, i put him in a tea box and then buried it outside in the backyard. i'm going to plant a bush over it. hopefully someone won't pull it out. he was the best hamster ever, omg i loved that baby boy.
went to mango today and met up with nicole, alyssa, cheryl and maya... and rita came too, and we saw diana and jo and some other people. it was cool. i saw the woman who sat behind me at the world cup game in dolores park, so i went over and said hi. turns out she is an esl teacher and used to have hamsters growing up... and is dating a woman in france of all places. go figure. *sigh*. oh well, tis the story of my life.
it is so hot here, there's a major heatwave hitting the west coast. it is really unbearable hence why i will be putting my head down onto my pillow in a few min (yes, 10pm on sat night).... i was awaken at like, 7am this morning by the scorching sunlight right in my ojo... omg...
*sigh*
rodney's cage is empty, it sucks looking at it. i can't believe he is gone... my babiest boy is in the backyard now. i think he fell down while he was climbing because he was fine the day before and there was a little blood near his nose so maybe he hit his head and had a concussion... i dunno. :( poor baby boy. i will miss his pink hands and little fingernails. and the way he used to lick his lips when he was hungry... and the way he would purr if he was happy. boo, my babiest boy.
maybe he is helping me now because this morning as i walked downtown, i was listening to my ipod and singing bebe songs, and magically i rolled my rr's in my favorite song... for about 4x's! i never did it so good before, and i can't do it now, but i did it then and it sounded amazing.
i swear, something good has got to happen to me soon, i think i can feel it. i think i deserve it anyway. bad things have snowballed in my life and the death of a baby boy is the icing on the cake. seriously.
so it sucked so bad, i put him in a tea box and then buried it outside in the backyard. i'm going to plant a bush over it. hopefully someone won't pull it out. he was the best hamster ever, omg i loved that baby boy.
went to mango today and met up with nicole, alyssa, cheryl and maya... and rita came too, and we saw diana and jo and some other people. it was cool. i saw the woman who sat behind me at the world cup game in dolores park, so i went over and said hi. turns out she is an esl teacher and used to have hamsters growing up... and is dating a woman in france of all places. go figure. *sigh*. oh well, tis the story of my life.
it is so hot here, there's a major heatwave hitting the west coast. it is really unbearable hence why i will be putting my head down onto my pillow in a few min (yes, 10pm on sat night).... i was awaken at like, 7am this morning by the scorching sunlight right in my ojo... omg...
*sigh*
rodney's cage is empty, it sucks looking at it. i can't believe he is gone... my babiest boy is in the backyard now. i think he fell down while he was climbing because he was fine the day before and there was a little blood near his nose so maybe he hit his head and had a concussion... i dunno. :( poor baby boy. i will miss his pink hands and little fingernails. and the way he used to lick his lips when he was hungry... and the way he would purr if he was happy. boo, my babiest boy.
maybe he is helping me now because this morning as i walked downtown, i was listening to my ipod and singing bebe songs, and magically i rolled my rr's in my favorite song... for about 4x's! i never did it so good before, and i can't do it now, but i did it then and it sounded amazing.
i swear, something good has got to happen to me soon, i think i can feel it. i think i deserve it anyway. bad things have snowballed in my life and the death of a baby boy is the icing on the cake. seriously.