Things took a sad turn for us earlier this week. Shortly before midnight on Monday, my little hammie sister Brie crossed the Rainbow Bridge.
She had been showing signs of old age for quite some time. She slept a lot and was only ever up long enough to display spurts of energy as she scurried around on the bed playing with Mom and Dad. As her time wound down, she didn't eat much so Mom and Dad would make her strawberry oatmeal and hand feed her twice a day. She loved it and always ate it with gusto, even up to one hour before she passed.
She had a special relationship with Dad. She would always freeze in her tracks when she would hear his voice and scurry over to him when he entered the room. In the last few weeks, her favorite place was snuggled in his t-shirt.
Little Brie was very gentle and personable and was accustomed to kisses, strokes and raspberries blown on her belly. She had a beautiful golden coat that fluffed up as she played, but would turn into long strands of golden silk if you stroked her long enough. She survived her heating duct adventure with nothing more than dust on her whiskers and a great story to tell. In her wake, she leaves behind 17 plastic exercise balls, each one no match for her determination to escape.
We are all going to miss her more than anyone can know. Mom and Dad are so very grateful to have spent her last hours with her, surrounding her with love and kisses. The last thing she felt was Mommy's finger stroking her head, letting her know about the great adventures that awaited her at the Rainbow Bridge. We know she was met by our other hammies Boo, Lucky, Timmy, her mommy Saffron and her brother Sage and I know that right now she is rolling top speed in her beautiful new hammy ball, leading the pack towards the big plate of oatmeal that awaits her.....
We love you Brie Hamster. Always.....