[Flyin Piggy]

This really made me sad. Your story is somewhat to my story when i was 10 years old. I had gotten my first pet, a teddy bear hamster, he was my favorite friend and i played with him everyday. On a night when my school had a nightly activity and I didn't head home till later that night I had stopped at the pet store and gotten some toys and treats for my hamster when i returned home I came to his cage to find that he was gasping for air and wasn't responding to anything. I showed my father and he called the vet. We drove to the vet I handed my hamster in a small box with some water and food in it to the vet, he walked off into the other room and came back without the box or my hamster he stood over in the corner with my father and whispered something to my Dad. My dad came and sat next to me with his arm on my shoulders. Immedietly i started to cry and before my father said anything I cryed to him "He's gona be okay right dad?" My father looked down and said "I'm sorry Drew but he's dead." I started to cry maniacally for about 3 minutes until I started to calm down a little bit I looked to the vet who was looking down and I asked him "What happened to him?" He said it was from a liver failure and wasn't an unpredictable thing and it wasn't my fault and theres no way I could've prevented it either. It made me feel a little better but I still cryed all night. Its now several years later and the thought of the night I came home to find my pet dead still makes me cry. I miss him very much. And send my deepest apologies to all of you who may of lost a pet when you were young and has scarred you to this very day.


All my Love.

-Drew