Jemima

My hamster. She was so beautiful, and cute. Had such an adorable face. Had different colour fur all down her back. Long and short too.
She adored playing in her ball for hours and hours. Used to come out every night running around my room, mostly when I was doing some washing or tidying my room. Making me smile whilst she bashed the walls and turning it into a game of hide and seek when I would want to put her back in the cage. She was a devil, gnawed on everything you got your hands on. She bit holes in my jeans and the edge of my dress, also my twilight book! But she never bit people. Not even at the end when she was in pain.
Everyone loved her, she was one to love at first sight! She was too cute and got away with murder. I actually loved her. She was my friend at uni, and admittedly I did speak to her. She was a friend.
The day she died, I was so upset. I took her to the vets thinking she had food stuck in one of her pouches, but turned out it was a cancer. The woman told me she probably been in pain the last couple of days, this terribly upset me. I adored her, and wanted to do everything I could to look after her. She was my baby girl. But, I didn't want her to get in more pain, or see her like that anymore, so I made the decision to put her to sleep. It killed me to make this decision. I didn't want her in pain anymore, or slowly let it get worse as there's so little I could've done. I know it's silly for such a little animal.. but she was my friend.
I love you Mima X