I visited a Los Angeles PetsMart well out of my usual
route in August 2001,
and needed help from an employee to load bags of Carefresh into a cart.
He made small talk, asking what kind of pets I had that had me buying
so much
bedding. I gave him my card and told him I rescue hamsters.
He looked
stunned and nearly cried. He had two hamsters hidden in a back
room that
were returned by customers -- one with wet tail and one with an eye
infection.
The manager told the customers they would receive vet care, then told
the
employee to kill them. He said he didn't like hamsters, but still
couldn't do it.
We made arrangements to get them out without risking his job anymore
than
he'd done already, but it meant taking them on faith without seeing
them first.
When I finally saw them, I didn't think they'd be around long, but there's
a lot
to be said for some comfort and love during what time they had.
You wouldn't believe the care he'd put into fixing their little transport
boxes.
For a man who said he never liked hamsters...
The wee one was a tiny short-haired banded golden boy with wet tail
(a severe
illness of young hamsters, with mortality exceeding 90%). He
was wasted to
a frazzled little bit of nothing with a yellow, smeary butt.
He was exhausted
and frightened, but sweet and gentle and so much like grateful.
We spent our first 48 hours together on meds, round-the-clock forced
fluids
and feedings and clean up. He was barely skin on bones.
Soon after,
he made a prodigious pile of semi-solid, dark poop, turning the corner.
I named him Spot for the cute brown dot in his white band.
He had a face that could melt the ice cap and the biggest ears I'd seen
on a
youngster. I knew we'd become friends when I scooped him up for
snuggles
one morning, and he promptly grabbed my robe in his teeth and
feverishly proceeded to pouch all he could of me!
We've been buddies for just a few days short of two years.
He's made me laugh and smile and coo and gurgle and babble like
an idiot to a small animal with a big heart.
Tonight he made me cry.
'Bye, baby.
Love Momma
Some Pictures of Spot to share with the world!
Spot you will always remain in our hearts!
Resting on Mom's arm is such a safe place
Mom do you have a sunflower seed hidden in your shirt?
I feel a kiss coming from My Mom!
But then I am so kissable!
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You touched our souls!!
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