What a touching story, it reminded me of my hamster Tarka who died recently. I came home late after going to the cinema and when I went to see him he was weak and couldn't move his back legs, I stayed with him until the early hours of the morning and then put him in a little cage next to my bed so I could keep an eye on him. When I checked on him in the morning he was freezing cold and could barley move, I sat downstairs with him for hours until he finally settled down to sleep in my hands and didn't wake up. I cried my eyes out for days but deep down I knew it was his time to go, he was a very old hamster at 2 years and 5 months and he'd had a string of illnesses and vet trips in the past few months. I still cry when I think about Tarka and the other pets I've lost but I know that they have changed me for the better, just like Ralphie changed you.
My parents got me my first pet, a hamster named figit, when I was nine. Luckily I was responsible and took really good care of him and loved spoiling him. I'm a teen now and my whole life basically revolves around my gorgeous pets, I have a dog, a cat, 2 guinea pigs, 2 chinchillas and 3 hamsters
