Well...the best little guy in the world, Jimmy, died yesterday afternoon.
Like his nemesis Toby before him, Jimmy died of having been alive about as long as a furry little hamster can be. Hamsters are funny little creatures. They have the most energy of anything I've ever seen when they're young, but as if a microcosm of human beings, the older they get, the fatter and lazier they get.
The thing I'll always remember about Jimmy, is his enthusiasm, and his curiosity at life around him. That, and his relationship with his hamster wheel was like a crack addict and...well, crack.
He was very much the baby his whole life, who's way of figuring out anything was to chew on it. He was especially fond of remote control buttons, and paper products; chiefly napkins and toilet paper.
He would get up out of his hole to play at any time he detected activity, no matter how tired he was, and would stay anxiously by the door all night long for a shot to get out for a little while I got ready for work or school.
He once had a great adventure in Cheryls apartment, where he roamed free for an entire afternoon/evening, before we ruined his fun and found him clear across the apartment behind the tv exploring. Scared the hell out of us though.
He went by Jim, Mr. Jimmy, Jimenez, Jimmy-fer, Jimmy-bean, and many others of a less savory nature, most of which were my favorite little "pet" names. Pun intended.
I'll miss both of my little late night companions now. They were great fun, but nature must take its course, and so too must we.
Goodbye Mr. Jimmy :(
9/04 - 11/06
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