One of the tiniest, most vivid, timid, tender creatures God ever made
back in His pocket tonight, rummaging for treats and dropping the extras
when he's done. Binky trusted the world too much to pouch treats,
and I'm sure he knows heaven has plenty.
When Calix called this afternoon to tell me Binky died Thursday evening,
couldn't breathe. It was sadness for me, though, not for Binky.
his brother again playing joyfully, and it's the best place for him
even when I want to think there's no better place than mommy's arms.
Binky was a dwarf winter white Russian hamster -- the first of his species
I'd ever seen. (Our diabetic Olga is the only other one I've
quite uncommon in the U.S., and since the latest imports from Sweden
produced Olga on their first mating, there won't be any new lines here
quite a while. Such a shame.)
Winter whites in the U.S. are shy and passive. They're the opposite
dwarf Campbells in some funny little ways. My Campbells (the
to diabetes worldwide right now) are feisty and silly and bossy, and
quick to box at you with teensy paws to defend their turf. Winter
on the other hand, are quick to freeze and scream -- whether you're
near their turf or not. Binky had calmed down over time, and
I hadn't heard
him scream in over a year, but I remember first meeting him and watching
in those early days together as he popped his head up out of his nest
to stare at me for a second, then throw his head back and his tiny
open and screech like a much bigger critter than the two and a half
he was. He was so frightened that he made me feel like a big,
beast, scaring him from rooms away sometimes.
Binky nearly died 27 months ago when his family rushed him back to his
breeder -- a friend of mine. Winter whites are a social species
live peacefully and sweetly with a littermate for life, but some stress
somewhere changed that for this little pair, and Binky lost a bad fight.
His brother had chewed off Binky's tail and most of one side of his
leaving him traumatized beyond repair. Or so the breeder thought.
friend of mine though, she knew to call. Binky arrived in January
along with little Sammy, for those who remember him.
(Sammy's at http://www.caninediabetes.org/sammy.html
It's a good world where two families, the breeder, and my Calix all
their plans and drove hours to give both those two-ounce bundles of
mind and body a chance to be hamsters again.
Binky and Sammy seemed to appreciate it too.
Watching such great a healing and building trust with these broken creatures
nearly made my heart burst. When God moves in you so mightily
little ball of fluff, it's a wholly (and holy) unexpected thing.
I hate giving them back, but I tell you what -
- God lends us the very best stuff.
Binky, you snuggle up on Angel Colby's tummy tonight and meet all your
and new friends. Give her a special little tickle from Mommy
smooch all the girly hams for me. You don't have to smooch the
tell 'em the mommy misses 'em. Do sneak Sammy a little smooch
for me when
nobody's looking, and tell him I think about him all the time.
I'll be thinking about you too, sweetie. I'm sorry I wasn't there
had to go, but you know you're always in my heart. You're a perfect,
precious, goofy, good, good boy, and I'm grateful I got to be your
Lots of babies will get an extra hug or smooch or pat or treat today
honor. Bye, Binky. You know, for a teeny little guy, I
love you awful big.
Read all the stories Jane has written about the different hamsters
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