It's been 5 months since my last post.
Or rather it's been 5 months since I had the last lil furball.
Ever since then, my mum had been bugging me to "get rid" of the cages. But being me, I was hoping against hope that I might adopt again.
And ... LO & BEHOLD ... a week ago, one of the hamster-ladies text me that some 40 Syrians had been rescued from a home breeder. And she was wondering if I can help to adopt them. Unfortunately, my mum had decreed no more pets. So I had to decline the offer.
And with that rescue, I found out that I can give them my cages.
And the "them" is called The Syrian Rescue Project.
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ETA (9 Feb, Sunday, 10am)
The items had just been picked up by the Syrian Rescue Project.
Hammie Haven
08 February 2014
04 September 2013
The Last One
This morning I woke up to discover Zeeke had died during the night.
Finally.
RIP, Zeeke.
Finally.
RIP, Zeeke.
05 July 2013
The Healthier One
Kootra seems to have some breathing problems earlier this week. And his appetite had reduced a fair bit.
Earlier this evening, I took him out into the ball. Cos I wanna clean his cage.
But when I wanna put him back, he was gone.
It seems like the change in environment had resulted in a heart attack. *roll eyes at self*
Now I'm left with his brother, Zeeke.
After that, I'll be home-run for a no-pet lifestyle.
Earlier this evening, I took him out into the ball. Cos I wanna clean his cage.
But when I wanna put him back, he was gone.
It seems like the change in environment had resulted in a heart attack. *roll eyes at self*
Now I'm left with his brother, Zeeke.
After that, I'll be home-run for a no-pet lifestyle.
18 February 2013
Super Nova
The moment I noticed that Nova hadn't been eating normal since last Wednesday. I knew his end is near. And true enough, he started having breathing difficulties two days later. And it had gotten worse during the weekends.
Last night, he was panting so badly that he had to breath through his mouth. So I had been telling him to let go. He dun have to suffer any more.
This morning I woke up earlier than usual, expecting to see him dead. Yet he was still alive. But he was also having fits.
Before I left for work, I noticed him in that good-ole-familiar position.
Last night, he was panting so badly that he had to breath through his mouth. So I had been telling him to let go. He dun have to suffer any more.
This morning I woke up earlier than usual, expecting to see him dead. Yet he was still alive. But he was also having fits.
Before I left for work, I noticed him in that good-ole-familiar position.
Super Nova
25 Nov 2010 - 18 Feb 2013
21 April 2012
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