Life

From last blog:

PSSS: 1 is dead. T_T the largest of the 4. T____________________________T Not Guai2's fault but my fault. No, Guai Guai didn't eat it. T___T
I am so sad and so full of guilt now. Yet,... I just realised again.... how frail a life could be.

2 hamsters died on my palm. Yai Yai and 1 of Guai Guai's baby (No, I didn't squeeze it either)

its body already cool. Can't believe a while ago, it was still striving to find its mother's milk gate.

New blog:
2 hamsters died under my care. Yai Yai and Guai Guai's biggest baby.  Both due to my negligence. Yes, I am here confessing my guilt. I feel terrible. Somehow, through each loss, I seemed to learn something more about life.

Guai Guai is such a great mother (so far). She knew that instant her baby was dead. I thought she was going to eat it.... yet, she just put it aside at the other corner for a while then, she brought it close to herself again and gave it warmth even for one last time on its first day on earth.


Note: After looking at the pictures of the new born (while all alive),

I realised it died from severe brain injury, look at the bruise at the back of its head.

Haven't decided how I should take care of its death. I feel I owe Guai Guai a life. The colour has changed so much despite it's been dead for less than 3 hours.