Heart sized of a peanut, three fingers at each hands just like a miniature Barbie doll. My first glance was enough for her to fall in love with me when she saw me online.
“Hi! My Name is Motu and I am a dark Brown Syrian Hamster”. Wonder why I am called that….I have never been to Syria. But it seems like a nice place with trees, tunnels and food.
My owner “Ajil” had me transferred to his friend in a small box with windows living nearby her place. After sometime she came and took me.
Leaving my old friends was difficult for me. As I have never seen the outside world. This was the first time I had seen what the world looks from outside. Seeing giants shouting “peep peep” at each other, the first thing came to my mind was ” Ham- shit” this sucks man. I just wanted to go home.
Once I was taken by her, she tried to keep me inside a cage with a couple . An albino lady with red eyes and her blonde husband. Man he got agitated by seeing me, we had a though fight not nothing. Why would I hit on his wifey who looked furious and angry as hell always in attacking mode that too with Red eyes.
As I was fluffier and cuter than the other two she and her friends named me “Motu” meaning “fluffy or fat”. Next day I was shifted to another cage. Thank goodness 🙏 no more fights. Her other friends Purvi, Prathama and Reema loved me a lot. Especially Reema kept on holding me.
You see I am a pure vegan. So I do have a lot of attitude 😂. My day starts with carrots then corriander leaves and ends with broccoli. See it’s “Not slimy but satisfying” against the rule of Timon – the Meerkat.
One day the lady in white was about to have babies so her husband “Golu” was transferred kept with me. Her kids didn’t make it. Felt sorry for her. After few days he was was shifted again with her.
One day I got a huge gift. It was a new house bigger than the previous one with slides and a bigger wheel. I was the king , it had everything big like me.
Few months passed by and I got old. Maybe my day was near to go somewhere dark a place more darker than the tunnels our ancestors made to same us from predators. Next morning I was still and not moving at all , I heard my human friend say to her other friend “I don’t see him moving, he seems to breathe but is isn’t moving… That’s unlikely of him!!”. The other friend says we shall take him to a vetenary doctor. After some time we visit her friend place. They felt sad too looking at me.
After a while I was taken to the vet. He said “a hamster”. He gave me something to drink, I wasn’t in the condition to drink. Then he inserted a sword inside me. Lastly a shock….he gave me like in movies. I jumped at once at moved actively. Finally “A Ray of Hope” at everyone’s eye I could see. The doctor fella said I will be fine. Take him after sometime, I will take care of him.
My Friend came after sometime to take me with her. I was playing well. And others were happy too.
I had a good one week with her and others. I remember hiding all my food inside the sofa and under the fridge and the work they had to do keep it back inside.
This time after a week I left for good. I had my last heartbeat. My soul was out of my old , cute and fluffy body. I was still at home and I could see others getting sad.
I was burried in a garden with flowers specifically dandelions with the HOPE of getting a better afterlife.