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Happiness is eluding me. I should be on cloud 9 right now and I can't get there. The little dude is dying. :( The little dude would be K's teddy bear hamster. I was holding him the other day and noticed what I thought to be food in his cheek pouch. Upon closer inspection...it wasn't food. It looks like a tumor of some kind. It doesn't look like he is in pain or suffering though. He does his normal things he has always done. He just sleeps a lot. When he wakes up his eye is sealed shut with some sort of goopy stuff. K and I will clean him with a warm damp washcloth and love on him for a bit. Yes...you can love on a hamster. At least this one you can. His name is Raisin and he is the coolest hamster ever. He has never bitten anyone except some bonehead who was told not to startle him or he might bite. Well...this bonehead didn't listen and he got a nice healthy chomp from the little dude.
Anyway...Raisin is awesome. He has been an escape artist a couple of times but we have always found him. Once it was in a wall but being the master carpenter I am...read that with sarcasm...I got him out of the wall. I'm seriously bummin' over this. I love that little dude. K got him over 2 years ago and all of us have bonded...if you can bond with a hamster. LOL
We have a fish K got a month before I met Darren and if you remember when that was...day after Thanksgiving 2002. Hello!!! How long do betta's live??? It's going to be a sad day when he dies also. He is like a dog when it's feeding time. When he sees me coming to his bowl he wags his tail. I kid you not...he gets all excited. Believe it or not...he used to let Darren pet him. He is a strange fish. His name is Chuck. That would be a name chosen by Darren. LOL Poor fish was a nameless schmuck for over a month.
Gosh life is going to be weird when Raisin dies. He has been such a part of our lives for what seems like forever. This is going to suck...plain and simple.

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