Rayen
Well-Known Member
I feel so dumb for even having to post this. It's completely my fault, which is probably why it bothers me so much. I've been dealing with a mess in my room the last little while and had moved all of the animals out while I was still ripping up carpet and moving things around. So some animals got stashed in not-very-convenient locations, like poor Griffith, my dwarf hamster, who was staying in the bathroom for the time being. The only problem is, the cat eats in said bathroom.
I've had this cat since I was 11, the reason she's my cat is because when I was 11 and going through the hamster phase the first time, she was the only one that didn't bug any of my small animals. She slept by my head and left them alone. So I left her alone while she was eating in there, planning to let her out in a few minutes like always. Apparently that few minutes was just too long. I went in to find his storage-bin-converted-into-a-cage flipped upside down, the locked lid apparently not doing it's job, with all of the bedding everywhere and a little hamster body lying lifeless on the floor.
I can't blame my cat though, I know I can't, as much as I want to. It's in a cat's nature to chase and capture prey and I left Griffith in a spot that was easily accessible. It just makes me mad, she was in there for so many other feedings without issue. Maybe it was because it was later than usual and he was awake that one time? I don't know. I'll never know what made this series of events take place, I just know that he's gone.
I'm sorry little guy, I really am. I thought I had at least another year to even worry about losing you, but it looks like I was a little too careless and let you down.
I've had this cat since I was 11, the reason she's my cat is because when I was 11 and going through the hamster phase the first time, she was the only one that didn't bug any of my small animals. She slept by my head and left them alone. So I left her alone while she was eating in there, planning to let her out in a few minutes like always. Apparently that few minutes was just too long. I went in to find his storage-bin-converted-into-a-cage flipped upside down, the locked lid apparently not doing it's job, with all of the bedding everywhere and a little hamster body lying lifeless on the floor.
I can't blame my cat though, I know I can't, as much as I want to. It's in a cat's nature to chase and capture prey and I left Griffith in a spot that was easily accessible. It just makes me mad, she was in there for so many other feedings without issue. Maybe it was because it was later than usual and he was awake that one time? I don't know. I'll never know what made this series of events take place, I just know that he's gone.
I'm sorry little guy, I really am. I thought I had at least another year to even worry about losing you, but it looks like I was a little too careless and let you down.
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