Poor McCoy passed away in my hands over the last half-hour. He'd reached quite a venerable age for a dwarf hamster (2 and a half). I heard a very sad sound from his cage and went to see what was up, and the poor little fellow was curling up and his breathing was slowing. I held him, gave him water and he managed one last sunflower seed - before closing his eyes and his breathing stopped altogether. He's been a faithful companion for a long time, I miss him already. :-(
Hopefully, heaven is one hamster richer tonight.
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