On Saturday afternoon I noticed Digger (the hamster) was sleeping in a different part of his nest which was really unusual. When I put his food in his dish he didn't wake up & I realised he was unconscious. He must have had a stroke or something. I got J out of bed & he sat for a while gently stroking Digger & talking to him. When I got up at 6.30 on Sunday Digger was still alive but very, very unwell. I wrapped him up & held him & talked to him & he calmed down. After half an hour he suddenly opened his eyes & seemed to look at me then he died.
Poor J was distraught & shut himself in his room for hours. His friend Tim came round for Digger's burial & that seemed to help J a lot.
It's all been a bit traumatic.
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