Sunday, 20 April 2008
Hammie 2 RIP
I think it was noticing his little feet were at an odd angle when I passed his cage that let me know our last hamster was dead. He was eating last night but I saw that breathing was harder for him and that he was sleeping too much.
Anyway, he's gone now, and we just buried him. My bluebells are in bloom so we decorated his grave with them. They smell so nice too. He would have liked that.
Joy comes from simple and natural things, mists over meadows, sunlight on leaves, the path of the moon over water. Even rain and wind and stormy clouds bring joy, just as knowing animals and flowers and where they live.