September 1, past midnight: My hamster Demyx died.
I can't get it in my heart to move the body, or even enter my own room. My other hamster, the truely named Ralceix, is out here with me, in the travel cage.
I can't get it in my heart to move the body, or even enter my own room. My other hamster, the truely named Ralceix, is out here with me, in the travel cage.
I was a terrible owner to have not noticed anything before.
R.I.P. Demy-chan
If I knew you would die halfway through a year of owning you, I would have stayed up all night, just to listen to you running on the wheel. Skipped school to play with you. Fed you more broccoli and veggies. Just generally pay more attention to you.
I suck at ownership.
They say fall is like spring, a new beginning. Well this year it began with an end.
