I’ve had many hamster through the years but no one quit like Mio my mom was a hamster breeder for a long time long before I was born and stopped when I was 10. I am very sorry to say I have had many hamsters. I don’t even remember just cause I’m not able to but this story is about Mio.
Mio was a very special hamster. My mom had a very beautiful hamster named snoball. She had first given birth to some baby hamster that had to be put down due to the fact that the three of them where all very sick one missing a leg one was too big and one had heart problems. The second litter of Sala was where Mio was. I loved baby hamsters especialy when they open their eyes. This day mum took out the house where they where in and said they might had opened the eyes. There was alot of white little fuzzies down there. They had all opened their eyes but not one little one. I picked him up and then he opened them. I gasped cause his eyes where black. Mum normaly sells her hamster babies but I told her this ones was mine.
I called him King Whitebear at first after a Norwegian Fairy Tale about a Prince whose casted a spell upon and becomes a white bear. It wasn’t until I got very sick I think he was about 1 month old I got stung by a bee and I had to go to hospital cause I’m very allegic. When I got home I had to spend most days just laying on the sofa and Mio was a great comfort to me.
Well my mom rented this movie called “Mio my Mio” and it was about a boy who was orginally a Price in a land far away and he had to fight with some evil knights”. At the end of the movie he says to the king “my name is Prince Mio”. I looked down at my pal in my arm. I had kept him out too long so he had fallen asleep and said “your name is Mio too” but things weren’t always sunshine with Mio. Once I was gonna get him out. I moved my hand into his house and he bite me in my finger. My mom told me it was my own fault and I loved Mio still very much.
In the two years he lived he went with me anywhere. I was rarely seen without him on my shoulder or in my hand. I used to build labyprints on the floor of books and place trails of food there for him to sniff up. Once he was with me outside he got lost for two days. I never thought I’d see him ever again. Just outside our door is a kind of stone pavement but it’s very old so its cracks filled with dirt in it. Not thinking much I put Mio on the ground laughing at him running around but in a second he was gone. I ran inside telling mum Mio was gone but there was nothing she could do. She only put his cage out with the door open and hoped he’d go inside. The next morning I ran to check but he was not there. The next day I sat there the whole day calling him. He did come back to me and I shall never forget the sight. A little white head well not so white anymore pooked up from the crack. His tiny nose and tiny paws where all coverd white dirt as he looked at me with his big black eyes. I grabbed him before he could run off again and I surely believe that when Mio was down there digging tunnels as he was orignally set to do he had the best time of his life.
At the end of his life he got a big black lump just above right eye. My mum and my sister went to the vet with him and she put him on medicine. The last day I saw him it I’ll never forget. It was early morning and I was going to school. He was going to the vet the same day. I got him out of his cage kissed him and talked to him like I always used to do. Suddenly I started crying. I couln’t understand why he wasn’t getting better. I moved his bottle of water mixed with medicine up to his mouth. He didn’t want to drink. Then I said to him “pliz get better Mio I can’t live without you. Drink for my sake” and he drank until this day I can’t believe it. He wanted to get better for my sake so he could be with me. I kissed his head the last time and said what I always said before going “I love you Mio my Mio” before I closed the door.
My mom and sister took him to the vet but they never took him home. My mom never called me at school nothing. When I got home I got the shocking news. When I had cried one and blaming my mum for not letting me be there for Mio my best friend I ask where he was. My mom mixed it up and said he was at rainbow bridge but I said where is his body. I want to bury him. She said the vet had taken care of him. I started to scream cry and ran at my mom kicking her. My sister had to hold me away.
Until this day I’ll never forgive my mother for not letting me say farewell with Mio or holding a funeral for him. I love you little fuzzie. I always will. I don’t have any photos of Mio. They all burned in a fire in 1998. I miss looking at them but I carry his memory in my heart. I just have one more this to say
“I LOVE YOU MIO MY MIO”
Mariann
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