We buried our beloved Stuart on Monday morning.
It was truly a heartbreaking morning, especially for Silvie.
It was business as usual. Silvie goes to the Stu and Bennie's cage every morning to tell them hello. This time was different. She brought Stuart to me with tear filled eyes. "Mommy, Stuart won't wake up." Immediate lump to my throat. She cried and cried and cried. Chloe cried and cried and cried. As a Mommy, it was so difficult to try to explain why Stuart was "sleeping."
We had a little "hamster service" and buried him.
A sad day.