Yes, Sputnik the hamster died last week. Ironically, he died a peaceful death in the still of the night- alive at bedtime, passed on before breakfast. After a lifetime of escaping the confines of his little home for the perils of cats and dog and toddlers and electrical cords (which he considered a delicacy), he apparently died of natural causes. We're thinking old age, because he was huge when we got him, and never got any bigger, so we're thinking he may have been long in the tooth even then. And of course, hard living can age a guy.
RIP, little Sputnik, you will be missed.
But not replaced. And not because you could never be replaced in our hearts...no, just because I'll be dipped and fried before I'll have another rodent in the house.
Stay tuned, as the Oldest lobbies for a hedgehog. (I WISH I were making that up.)
2 comments:
I'm sorry to hear about Sputnik. Poor little guy. I'm sure he knew he was loved.
I use to have a hedgehog and it was awesome. His name was cujo and he was one mean little ball of spikes. They are fun and interesting but not very good pets.
Yeah, we are SO not getting a hedgehog.
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