This probably sounds ridiculous, but I've been looking after my DS's hamster for the past year as he wasn't allowed pets in his new home when he got a place with his GF. He phoned at the weekend to say his tenancy has been renewed for another year and he's allowed pets. He was very excited about being able to take his hamster back.
Anyway, I found poor little hamster had died overnight on Sunday. I have been in bits!! She was so cute and always pottered about in her cage making me laugh when I was working (I WFH). Anyway, phoned DS when he got home from work yesterday, struggled to keep it together to tell him the bad news but he was kind of, oh well, that's sad, what a shame and I was blubbing like a child! He lives a long way from me so didn't see the hammy much after he moved so understandable I guess. But, honestly, at 47yrs old and sobbing over a little ball of fluff, how daft to get so upset!
What I'm going to be like when I lose DDog, I shudder to think...!
Anyway, no question as such, but as wonderful as pets are, they break your heart too, no matter how tiny they are!
*Looks at space where cage was and starts wailing again...!