Fatty was my beloved hamster, I basically loved him more than alot of people, I'd had him since he was a baby and hes always loved being played with and cuddled. He use to come out of his house when ever I called out his name. He was social and lovely, never bit, wee'd or pooed on anyone. He escaped once but only to go sit by my mother and wait to be picked up and put back. Like any hamster he was a curious lil guy and his habit of taking rather long jumps off very high surfaces. He loved to climb stairs, eat and basically sleep. He never played in his wheel and liked to be cuddled. He loved all kinds of food especially tortea wraps, cucumbers, honey sticks and watermelon.
He was my baby, my family and a better soul than alot of people I know and yesterday after only being in my life for a year, he died. He had been ill past 2 days I thought it was wet tail but the vet found a tumour and he had to be put down.
He was burried today under a little tree where I live and will always be in my heart.
Pathetic? Maybe but I'd rather be pathetic than be not capable of forming a bond with something and missing it when its gone.
RIP Fatty.
