Saturdays are most defiantly becoming my bad day. I dread it every week, i go to work, feel depressed, miserable and generally fed up. Its always the worse day of the week and its always the day that things are guaranteed to go wrong or will happen.
Yesterday i woke up, did the usual routine go toilet and get dressed ect, feed the fish and check on cadbury, only to fine him laying on the floor dead.... his mouth wide open. I can't quite figure out how he died, he was over 2, which i believe is old for a hamster. He had a bit of saw dust stuck to his tongue, didn't look long enough to choke on but as i noticed it i had to get it out, even though he was dead. I couldn't leave it there, and with those long teeth, it was actually harder to get out, it was stuck to his tongue. I couldn't believe it, this time last week he was running up down in his ball, kept getting stuck in a hole, so i would constantly be getting him out for him to only run back in to it, but he was still lively as ever. I saw him on Friday, he seemed okay, i noticed when i called his name several time he took a while to come out of his little nest fest, but he did. I fed him with his fave vegetables and he ate all them, seemed okay. I gathered he must of; either had a stroke or died peacefully, but i cant see he died too peacefully or that would have heppened in his sleep and he wasnt in his bed. he was laying on the floor, not far from his food bowl but under the ladder... its very strange, i'm guessing he had a stroke and when he took his last big breath when he died the saw dust flew in his mouth? sounds logical right? oh i don't know, people will think i am mad fussing over a hamster. But he wasn't just a hamster, he was rather intelligent for any normal hamster, never bit me once, and always came out when i called his name, none of my other hamsters have ever done this. he was just one of a kind i suppose, and i am really going to miss him.
Yesterday i woke up, did the usual routine go toilet and get dressed ect, feed the fish and check on cadbury, only to fine him laying on the floor dead.... his mouth wide open. I can't quite figure out how he died, he was over 2, which i believe is old for a hamster. He had a bit of saw dust stuck to his tongue, didn't look long enough to choke on but as i noticed it i had to get it out, even though he was dead. I couldn't leave it there, and with those long teeth, it was actually harder to get out, it was stuck to his tongue. I couldn't believe it, this time last week he was running up down in his ball, kept getting stuck in a hole, so i would constantly be getting him out for him to only run back in to it, but he was still lively as ever. I saw him on Friday, he seemed okay, i noticed when i called his name several time he took a while to come out of his little nest fest, but he did. I fed him with his fave vegetables and he ate all them, seemed okay. I gathered he must of; either had a stroke or died peacefully, but i cant see he died too peacefully or that would have heppened in his sleep and he wasnt in his bed. he was laying on the floor, not far from his food bowl but under the ladder... its very strange, i'm guessing he had a stroke and when he took his last big breath when he died the saw dust flew in his mouth? sounds logical right? oh i don't know, people will think i am mad fussing over a hamster. But he wasn't just a hamster, he was rather intelligent for any normal hamster, never bit me once, and always came out when i called his name, none of my other hamsters have ever done this. he was just one of a kind i suppose, and i am really going to miss him.
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