Happy by Molly / Molly

Happy was my hamster. I loved her with every fiber of my being. When I was having a bad day, I would go straight to her cage and hold her in my arms. I trusted Happy; my family trusted Happy.
She was my first true pet.

I spent lots of time with her. I fed her from my hand, I cuddled her, I played with her. I had Happy for over 2 years. At first I was afraid of her, but quickly began to love her. Happy had beautiful brown and white fur and a pink nose that was always twitching. Her eyes were blue and she was a chubby little thing. In the last few weeks, I noticed she was slower, her heart was beating faster. It scared me,
but I did not think she would leave.

Then, the unimaginable happened to me. I was leaving to go to a friend’s home for a visit, and decided to feed Happy before I left. I went downstairs and pet Happy. Her body was like ice. Happy was dead. I miss Happy and think about her all the time. She wasn’t just a pet,
she was one of my best friends.


I love you Happy.
I'll meet you at the Rainbow Bridge.