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Wednesday, March 10, 2010 12:28:00 AM

goodbye


I know a hamster's life span isn't that long, they live up to 2 years, 3 at most. I just didn't expect for little Pocoyo to pass on so soon, it was all too sudden for me. I came back after an outing on a Sunday, and as usual, I did my little check on those two hamsters. I realized Pocoyo wasn't himself as he was always the active one, he seemed so weak. I picked him up and seeing how he didn't react like he would always do sends this little weird feeling that something's wrong with him. I told mom and sis about it and they were starting to get concerned, and so was I cause mom told me that Pocoyo was alright earlier that day, with all the climbing around in his cage and running on the wheel. I stayed up till late just to make sure he's okay, but he was nowhere even near okay. It seems as if his life is slowly being drained away, he was so weak, almost lifeless, struggling to even move a little, gasping for every precious breath. I set him on the palm of my hand, and there he laid, not even wanting to move and I knew, this will be his last few moments. Next morning, he didn't move, he wasn't breathing and he was gone, peaceful, just like that. I buried him that same morning and I began to wonder, why life has to be so short for these cute, wonderful creatures?

So goodbye, Pocoyo, my little Pocoyo
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