Yesterday, after watching Roman Holiday, we were shocked to discover that our beloved hamster Hazel had died. Just that morning I noticed that she was sleeping more than usual, and breathing fine. But it wasn't to last. Adam wanted to take her out to play, but she felt limp and still. I'll spare the gruesome details, but I'll tell you that Adam was very upset. He thought it was his fault because he didn't feed her often enough, but the problem with that theory was her food bowl still had a good amount of food left. Me and my sister assured him that it was nobody's fault, and that it was simply her time to go. Our parents were out for the night, so we had to tell them the bad news this morning. Our mom Shira was very sad. She used to feed Hazel fresh vegetables and fruits and nuts and spouts almost every day. She said that Hazel was her favorite hamster that we ever owned. I agree completely. This morning I wrote a heart-felt poem to read at Hazel's funeral. You can read it below.
I'm sorry that you had to go.
Where did you go?
Who's to know?
Did you know I loved you so?
With your big bright eyes and perky ears, I thought you had a few more years.
I hope you didn't suffer, just knew it was the end.
You know there's nothing tougher than losing a furry friend.
Thank you for being our pet. You're one I won't forget.
You made us smile. You had such style.
Now you're gone, but I'll move on.
I'm sorry that you had to die.
Who can say why?
Now you will lie
Hazel: bought Sept. 26, 2007 ~ died June 17, 2009