Solitude
Eventually my hamster died yesterday in her sleep. Thanks to the cortison her mouth wasn't swollen anymore and she could peacefully sleep till the end. Thanks God, I was so relieved I didn't have to put her to sleep with sleeping pills.
I buried her with her mom, into the lilies' vase. It may sound stupid but now my home feels so damn empty. No more sound of the wheel spinning at night, no more sound of her little teeth nibbling seeds or salad. I wander around home and find myself in front of that little open cage, now useless.
It sounds so ridiculous to feel this bad for a creature that weighted 27 grams and could fit twice in my hand, but I'll miss seeing her come to the bars to ask me to take her in my hand, I'll miss seeing her lie down on the palm of my hand to have me scratch her head, I'll miss hearing her "fucking leave me alone" little yell she used to scream when she was annoyed...
I buried her with her mom, into the lilies' vase. It may sound stupid but now my home feels so damn empty. No more sound of the wheel spinning at night, no more sound of her little teeth nibbling seeds or salad. I wander around home and find myself in front of that little open cage, now useless.
It sounds so ridiculous to feel this bad for a creature that weighted 27 grams and could fit twice in my hand, but I'll miss seeing her come to the bars to ask me to take her in my hand, I'll miss seeing her lie down on the palm of my hand to have me scratch her head, I'll miss hearing her "fucking leave me alone" little yell she used to scream when she was annoyed...