I had 9 hamsters. 10 in fact.
During the past 3 weeks, 4 had passed on.
Now I have left only Mummy, Timid and Skinny. 2 of the oldest ones, and the most unhealthy baby of the the litter. The rest of the litter had passed on.
Ah, the irony of life. He was the skinniest (hence the name) and always lost out when he was fighting for his mom's nourishment. Surprisingly he is now the strongest and among the litter he is the only surviving one.
No more hamsters for me. Perhaps a dog?
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