He was the little white one I wanted.
The one I mistook to be a girl n went to exchange his mate to be a girl.. Who later attacked him cos he was too boyish.
The fussy one who'll refuse his food if he doesn't like it enough.
The easily startled one who always lost his balance trying to get into an attentive stance just to show how cute he was.
The one who had to stay in a makeshift cage because he was not man enough for his female friend.
Who made the most of his container cage and started doing his own exercise monkey bar style like a combat monkey.
Who entertained us with his circus acts.
Who liked to chase a dangling sock and bite on it and let his body suspend in mid air.
Who got weaker with time but stayed strong for three weeks and called it a day.
Rest well my boyboy.. Ure the first hamster I'll bury myself.
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