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Curly
Grey & White, Campbell's/Russian Dwarf (Phodopus sungorus campbelli), Male
Born Approximately: November 1, 1999,
Bought: December 17, 1999.
Died: March 25, 2000, 16:30
Died: 4.8 months old
CURLY (Nov 11, 1999 - Mar. 25, 2000)
We were getting excited about 
going to a big pet show in Toronto,
Ontario, on the March 25, 2000 weekend, and had it marked on the calendar
for along time, but now it does not seem so much fun.
One of our diabetic dwarves, Curly, was really sick when I started to write this. He had taken a real down turn in the last day. He ate some egg last night but this morning, he was lying on his side with labored breathing and was not responding very much at all. He did not drink any water and did not move around, he was just lying on his side.
Now, he is gone, and
we are both crying, it is so sad,
poor little guy, we only got to spend a 3 - 4 months with him. We thought he was
the healthiest of the three, but he was the first to go.
We had him out in his last hours, we wrapped him in a towel, trying to feed him with an eyedropper, and so he would get liquids. We tried some diluted milk, a little Pedialyte, but he would not take any. All we could do was rub him and talk to him, and he seemed to react to that a bit.
He seemed to have a
last little surge of energy, took a
couple of drinks, made a few squeaks, and went to the rainbow bridge while I
held him. Every few minutes I got back to see if he has moved, maybe…..no, he
is still.
We are going to miss him lot, he was the most active of the three when we first got them. He would run in his wheel, run across the cage, up the ladder to the ledge, down again, into the outpost, back through his house and up to the cage door, over and over again.
We miss you Curly
Mike
To My "Little Man"
Life
with you was so
short; you came into my life being the first dwarf I had ever
known. You were so small and cute and always acted like you had somewhere to go.
After we first brought you home and you adjusted to your home, I would come to
your cage and make sure you were okay. You would come to the door too, and put
your tiny feet on the bars in a standing position looking at me as if too say,
"So what are you looking at". It seemed to go on that way for
sometime, so I guess we were both curious of each other. Your spunkiness and
antics captured my heart. You always had many ways of catching my attention.
After waking up and cleaning and eating, you would start your everyday ritual,
you
would run in your wheel and then charge up the ladder, look out the door,
back down the ladder into your wheel, back out, and up the ladder, and sit there
and look out. I know now that you were waiting for me to come to the door to
open it. Then I would put your cup in your cage and you would eagerly jump into
it, waiting to see were I would bring you, if it was to just play in your ball
or play in my hands, maybe your big play box! It didn't seem to matter to you;
you seemed to just love the attention! When you were in your cup, you would
stand up as big as you can and I would always say to you "How's my Little
Man". You were so small, but yet so proud. I will miss my "Little
Man", but you weren't so little as you had a big impact on my heart. Good
Bye my "Little Man"
I would like to thank
everyone for the their messages of
sympathy. It seems hard, as this is the first experience of a loss of a hammy
friend. Having diabetes made it seem harder, we tried many different ways to
help him with writing letters, asking vets, talking to people, about ways to
help him with the control of his diabetes and making sure he had the right diet.
His time with us was short and taken away so quick and unexpected.
So again thanks to you all for your messages.
Marlene
Rainbow Bridge poem
There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth. It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of its many colors. Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge, there is a land of meadows, hills and valleys with lush green grass. When a pet dies, the pet goes to this place. There is always food and water, and warm spring weather. Those old and frail animals are young again. Those who have been maimed are made whole again. They play all day with each other. But, there is one thing missing. They are not with their special person who loved them on earth. So, each day they run and play until the day comes when one suddenly stops playing and looks up. The nose twitches, the ears are up, the eyes are staring, and this one suddenly runs from the group. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. Your face is kissed again and again and again; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be separated. Some of them here by the Bridge are different. These pets were beaten, starved, tortured, and unloved. They watch wistfully as their friends leave one by one, to cross the bridge with their special person. For them there is no one, no special one. Their time on earth did not give them one. But one day, as they run and play, they notice someone standing by the road to the bridge. This person wistfully watches the reunions of friends, for during life, this person had no pet. This person was beaten, starved, tortured, and unloved. Standing there alone, one of the unloved pets approaches, curious as to why this one is alone. And as the unloved pet and the unloved person get nearer to each other, a miracle occurs, for these are the ones who were meant to be together, the special person and the beloved pet who never had the chance to meet while on Earth. Finally, now, at the edge of the Rainbow Bridge, their souls meet, the pain and the sorrow disappears, and two friends are together. They cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be separated.
-Anonymous
CLICK HERE t o see Curly's Tomb at the Hamster Cemetery at another site.
VDC Hamster Cemetery Link: Curly
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