Earlier this week, I went to say good night to Boq (like I usually do, or usually try to). So I was calling his name and trying to wake him up… but he wasn’t waking up. So I lightly blew on him (he gets frazzled when you do things like that so I was trying to get his attention and try not to frazzle him) but he wasn’t waking up. He wasn’t moving. He wasn’t breathing. I started freaking out and ran upstairs to tell Martin who came down to check and Boq wasn’t breathing :(.
I couldn’t really figure out why he would suddenly just pass away. Before I left he was healthy and he was fine. Before I left, everything was fine. I didn’t know so much could change in 7 months. But I did notice when I got home he looked… different. He was a little bit more sketchy and his fur was a totally different color. I remember Martin said something about it and asked if their coats change, Robo’s coats don’t change. At least not like how Winter Whites do… and Boq’s coat hadn’t changed last Fall either. I didn’t want to think he was sick, because he is sketchy, it’s hard to handle him :(.
My mom got me Boq almost two years ago, after Martin left for Basic Training. I remember the day she got him, I was laying in bed waiting for a phone call I was pretty sure that wasn’t going to happen and I was so sad and so lonely. Seriously, the first week of your significant other leaving for the military sucks the most! Especially if you spent years with that person everyday before that. And my mom’s knocking on my door and I didn’t really feel like opening it but I thought maybe she had a letter… so I open the door and she has this excited look on her face and she’s holding my mice carry cage but there was a tiny Robo dwarf hamster inside. My mommy got me a hamster to keep me company! It seriously made the fact that Martin was gone easier, I spent a lot of time admiring the little guy! And it was so out of character for my mom, she always gets upset when I come home with a new hamster, so for her to come home with one for me, was really sweet. And I always wanted a Robo! But I don’t think I ever told her that, so it was even more sweet :).
Boq spent a lot of time with us in our room before we moved to Florida. I don’t remember why, but he relocated downstairs. It never seemed to bother him with my cat would sit in front of his cage and watch him. Or when the birds in the room would squawk. He was a brave little furball.
I think the part that sucks the most about this is that that’s two pets gone since we’ve come back. It’s getting heavy and depressing :(.
Good night Boq. Rest in peace. We miss you already <3.
