A day that changed my life, forever.
Today marks two years since we lost Flixie. And even though it’s been two years, I still can’t watch his videos. I still can’t look at his pictures. Without tearing or crying. It still hurts that he’s gone.
And it’s still insane to think about, because he was a hamster. A small animal that lived way over his expected life span. And a grown adult, should not be crying over a hamster.
But he wasn’t just a hamster. He was my best friend. He was my baby boy and I cared about him so so much. He kept me going on days I just wanted to lay in bed all day and just cry. He was smart for his kind. And I think he cared about me just as much as I cared about him!
I miss his long fur and his scent. I miss giving him kisses in the morning before going to work and school. I miss sharing my tortilla and rice with him. I miss his pretty face and his pretty eyes. I miss knowing he was never lost because as soon as I started shaking his food bag he’d coming running straight to me. I miss how he listened. I miss him running up to his cage bars at the fights sound of me crying. Even if he was asleep. I miss him purring in his sleep. I miss a million things about him that I’m slowly losing memory of and I wish I wasn’t.
I miss you Flixie buns. I hope you’re doing good, wherever you are. And you’re having sweet dreams. I love you. Rest In Paradise baby boy…
