Janey-Jane Ackerham, 2003(?) - April 20, 2006
*Sigh* I've lost yet another of my little friends. This time, Janey-Jane, the sweetest little hamster you could ever imagine. I found her Thursday morning, nestled into one of the several nests she had made in her blue Carefresh bedding for the transitional time between winter and spring--not cold enough to need to sleep in one of the hamster hotels but not warm enough to sprawl out on the second or third floor balcony. She was just a little doll. Every day I'd go in with some fresh greens and a little bit of carrot, and I'd call out her name. Soon enough she'd be poking her little nose out and crawling out to see what I'd brought for her.
She'd usually eat her dandelion leaf tip first. She loved those. And endive. Sometimes she'd nibble a little and then run to the edge of the cage to crawl out into my hand or accept seeds and other food treats through the bars, nudging gently with her soft lips and sometimes a bit more insistently with her teeth. It never hurt--she was such a good girl.
I found her nestled down and in a sleeping position, her soft little feet under her and relaxed. I think she still had a few goodies in her cheeks, too. She died comfortably, warmly, and in peace, just as she lived for almost two years with me. I'll never forget how she "found me" at a adoption fair I had gone to for The Rabbit Resource in mid-August 2004. There were some wonderful folks there doing small animal rescue--hamsters, rats, mice, gerbils, and a few others. We were all packing up at the end of the afternoon, and I wandered over to their table. I saw Janey-Jane, dark brownish-black with a light underbelly and white feet and muzzle, in one of their aquariums, and I asked about her. She was an adult, just one of the many rescues from the jaws of snakes and the hands of uneducated youngsters.
I had a large three-story wire hamster cage at home and five bucks in my pocket. That was the adoption fee.
Best five bucks I ever spent.
Sleep softly, Janey-Jane. I loved you so much, and you are already missed so acutely in my life and so unbearably in my heart. If love could have kept you alive, you would have been with me forever. I hope the Rainbow Bridge has lots of big striped sunflower seeds (not those little black ones you didn't like so much), peanuts, almonds, and, of course, dandelion greens.
She'd usually eat her dandelion leaf tip first. She loved those. And endive. Sometimes she'd nibble a little and then run to the edge of the cage to crawl out into my hand or accept seeds and other food treats through the bars, nudging gently with her soft lips and sometimes a bit more insistently with her teeth. It never hurt--she was such a good girl.
I found her nestled down and in a sleeping position, her soft little feet under her and relaxed. I think she still had a few goodies in her cheeks, too. She died comfortably, warmly, and in peace, just as she lived for almost two years with me. I'll never forget how she "found me" at a adoption fair I had gone to for The Rabbit Resource in mid-August 2004. There were some wonderful folks there doing small animal rescue--hamsters, rats, mice, gerbils, and a few others. We were all packing up at the end of the afternoon, and I wandered over to their table. I saw Janey-Jane, dark brownish-black with a light underbelly and white feet and muzzle, in one of their aquariums, and I asked about her. She was an adult, just one of the many rescues from the jaws of snakes and the hands of uneducated youngsters.
I had a large three-story wire hamster cage at home and five bucks in my pocket. That was the adoption fee.
Best five bucks I ever spent.
Sleep softly, Janey-Jane. I loved you so much, and you are already missed so acutely in my life and so unbearably in my heart. If love could have kept you alive, you would have been with me forever. I hope the Rainbow Bridge has lots of big striped sunflower seeds (not those little black ones you didn't like so much), peanuts, almonds, and, of course, dandelion greens.
posted by nancy at 19:51
1 Comments:
Am I actually living with this person?
Just kidding sweetie - I love each and every sentimental ounce of you.
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