My hamster died. I rescued hiim about two weeks ago. He was wandering around the alley with a cut on his back and he was blind. We took him to the vet to get his cut checked out, and the doctor thought that the cut was fine and didn't leave any internal damage. Today we took him to the vet because he'd had bumps on his shoulder and his hip. It was an infection and the doctor was going to clean it out.
That was this morning.
In the afternoon, I called my mom to tell her that school was out and that I was on my way home. She told me that she spoke to the doctor.
BooBoo had died. The cut from before, that had been healing so well, turned out to have done some internal damage after all. The bump on his hip that we thought had just been an infection were in fact BooBoo's intestines.
I'm trying not to cry right now. BooBoo was just such a sweet little guy. He didn't bite or scratch. He let ya'' hold him. He was my baby, and he was taken away from me far too soon.

