I have had three hamsters.
One was Gizmo, he was my first hamster. He was nice, and we was probably not taken care of well before because he usually didn't bite me the first time. He was really sweet, but one day from school he got reperatory problem. I remember him dying in my hands, the last thing he did was coughing and wheezing. My dad took him from my hand and told me he died. I then started crying like the 9 year old I was, saying it was my fault that I didn't get the machine that puts out hot-water vapor or something that helps clear the mucus from his mouth.
I then got two hamsters, both in one cage. One was Yo-Yo and the other was... actually I forgot his name.
The mean one ate Yo-Yo, supposedly because yo-yo died and the other one was dominant so he at her head. I don't know.
Then the other one died of old age.
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