I thought why not make this since I feel like making something in honor of him.
By the way, the hamster in this story died tonight about an hour ago. Aug 15, 2018.
I'm the middle kid in this story, Casmi. {This isn't my real name, obviously.}
This is the story of a Winter White hamster named Popper {But everybody called him Pop}, and his owner {Me}.
This hamster was next to another hamster's cage, who looked exactly like him, at Petsmart.
Two girls, ~ and Casmi, as well as their mother walked into the store grabbing hamster food and going toward the hamster area. While the older sister took a look at the other Winter White hamster Casmi had her eyes on Pop. Casmi, who was the one getting the hamster, picked Pop and took him home.
While in the car, Casmi picked the name for the hamster. She planned on Poptart, but seeing him pop his head out of his bedding ,and pretty much anything he could, when in his cage for the first time she though Popper was more appropriate.
A year after, Pop was known as the house rodent. The cats would often stare at his cage and sniff him through the bars, they accepted that he was there, though they'd prefer to bat him around as a toy the family wouldn't let them and kept a good eye on them, locking them out at night.
Everything went normally in the family, till 2 and a half years passed by. Which leads to today, when Casmi was refilling the hamsters water.
It was night, and all the siblings were in the room.
The older sister, Z~~~~~.
The youngest sister and brother, the twins M~~~~ and M~~~~~~~.
The mother.
And the middle kid, Casmi. {Me}
While the twins and the oldest sister were arguing over a silly topic, the mother was trying to get them to be quiet. While this was going on, Casmi refilled the water and opened the cage. She took the cage and gently set it on her bed while everybody else was busy talking and shouting. She took the little house that the hamster sleeps in and quietly lifts it, where she sees the hamster "Asleep". She lifted the bedding under him as well as him up so she'd be able to wake him without scaring him. Thats when she noticed he wasn't opening his eyes, or moving. He wasn't breathing.
She shouted, " Pop!? " and her siblings and mom turned to her and walked over to see what the issue was. The loved Pop was gone. The father then entered the scene and got a shovel, telling Casmi to get shoes on and head outside with him. They barried Pop, who'd died peacefully in his sleep. Though everyone was sad, they calmed down when Casmi mentioned how he lived a long life with plenty of peanuts to stuff his face and a loving family to live with.
That's the story of my hamster, Pop.
He lived a long life, so I'm not sad. I just thought like writing this.
P.S: My signature is what Pop looked like. The art isn't mine but I thought it looked cute and looked exactly like him so I decided to use it.
{I didn't put any personal information in this story, other than how many siblings I have. I wanted to say this so people wouldn't think I was putting personal information about me or my family out for the world to see.}
By the way, the hamster in this story died tonight about an hour ago. Aug 15, 2018.
I'm the middle kid in this story, Casmi. {This isn't my real name, obviously.}
This is the story of a Winter White hamster named Popper {But everybody called him Pop}, and his owner {Me}.
This hamster was next to another hamster's cage, who looked exactly like him, at Petsmart.
Two girls, ~ and Casmi, as well as their mother walked into the store grabbing hamster food and going toward the hamster area. While the older sister took a look at the other Winter White hamster Casmi had her eyes on Pop. Casmi, who was the one getting the hamster, picked Pop and took him home.
While in the car, Casmi picked the name for the hamster. She planned on Poptart, but seeing him pop his head out of his bedding ,and pretty much anything he could, when in his cage for the first time she though Popper was more appropriate.
A year after, Pop was known as the house rodent. The cats would often stare at his cage and sniff him through the bars, they accepted that he was there, though they'd prefer to bat him around as a toy the family wouldn't let them and kept a good eye on them, locking them out at night.
Everything went normally in the family, till 2 and a half years passed by. Which leads to today, when Casmi was refilling the hamsters water.
It was night, and all the siblings were in the room.
The older sister, Z~~~~~.
The youngest sister and brother, the twins M~~~~ and M~~~~~~~.
The mother.
And the middle kid, Casmi. {Me}
While the twins and the oldest sister were arguing over a silly topic, the mother was trying to get them to be quiet. While this was going on, Casmi refilled the water and opened the cage. She took the cage and gently set it on her bed while everybody else was busy talking and shouting. She took the little house that the hamster sleeps in and quietly lifts it, where she sees the hamster "Asleep". She lifted the bedding under him as well as him up so she'd be able to wake him without scaring him. Thats when she noticed he wasn't opening his eyes, or moving. He wasn't breathing.
She shouted, " Pop!? " and her siblings and mom turned to her and walked over to see what the issue was. The loved Pop was gone. The father then entered the scene and got a shovel, telling Casmi to get shoes on and head outside with him. They barried Pop, who'd died peacefully in his sleep. Though everyone was sad, they calmed down when Casmi mentioned how he lived a long life with plenty of peanuts to stuff his face and a loving family to live with.
That's the story of my hamster, Pop.
He lived a long life, so I'm not sad. I just thought like writing this.
P.S: My signature is what Pop looked like. The art isn't mine but I thought it looked cute and looked exactly like him so I decided to use it.
{I didn't put any personal information in this story, other than how many siblings I have. I wanted to say this so people wouldn't think I was putting personal information about me or my family out for the world to see.}
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