Mitten was a dwarf hamster, with a light golden fur. He had a brother named shadow (who passed on as of February 22nd). He was double the weight of what he was supposed to be, and he had the most social and friendly personality.
He was unique.
The first week I had Mitten and Shadow, they were afraid of me, and still getting used to their new surroundings, but over time he had begun to love me back. Eventually we developed a bond that will never be broken. I know that
I will remember Mitten forever.
When he was about a year old, he found his way out of the cage. I was scared because these were my first hamsters, and now one of them was not in the safety of his cage. I cried all night, as my parents reassured me that everything was alright and we would find him. When I woke up the next day, I found a little blonde bum trying to dig under my dresser. I pulled it out, and sure enough… it was mitten. This is one of the happiest feelings I can ever remember. I brought him to my parents and we were a family once more.
When Shadow died it was very hard for me. It was like someone tore a piece out of my heart. But I knew I still had mitten. Now that mitten is gone, I feel as though my whole world has been taken from me. I have no
other hamster to turn to.
My mother and I had taken a trip to the market. And it started pretty normal. We bought some fruits and veggies, some deli meats, and then we went upstairs to browse and buy some treats. When we were done, we stopped by the hair salon, because we were due to get a trim anyway. We came home, as happy as a pig in a puddle, and I decided to check on mitten. “Mitten!” I called. But he didn’t move. “He’s getting old,” I thought. So I pushed him a little. Still nothing. I blew on him, but he still wouldn’t respond.
“It can’t be. Is he…” my voice trailed off. And my eyes welled up. I called for my parents, and they took him from his cage. We put him in a little box, along with some shredded Kleenex, and some of his favourite treats. We decided that it was best to do something to get my mind off of it, so we went for lunch, and then headed out to a race. I had a great time, but when we got home and I saw that little box…
I started to cry again.
We’re going to bury him this evening, right beside his brother and our bird. I miss him so much, and no other hamster will take his place. I think I’m going to wait about a month until I get new hamsters. But Shadow and Mitten will always be the best.