I leave food out for my dwarf hamster Pixel on Friday afternoons for the weekend.  Like every day, he loves food and comes scurrying out . . . but not today.  I saw him yesterday and he was hyper and has been running in his wheel for the past 3-5 days in the mornings, I gave him treats, petted him (which he never let me do before).

I found him in a little nest of fluff and paper on his side.  He’s so peaceful and cute looking, but it’s so sad and . . . blah

I don’t want to talk about it (mom, please don’t call) I’ll just get all cry-ey and sad again.  I think I’m going to look for a little box and Gary and I are going to bury him.

Here’s what he looked like when I first got him about 1 year and 8 months ago.