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Am gasit o alta scrisoare catre Mikey mea, pe care am scris-o candva fara sa o termin.
Mickey, inca te iubesc!

'Mikey, iubirea mea din urma, nu ma asteptam ca iubirea sa imi bata la usa din nou si cu siguranta nu sub aceasta forma!Cand iubesti cu adevarat iti dai seama ca marimea nu conteaza caci asa cum spunea cineva 'estenta buna e in flaconul mic' asa cu cu Mickey. Mickey cu ochisorii precum margelele negre pretioase, era nu demult un simplu hamster pe care am dat £5.00 o nimica toata daca stai sa te gandesti ca i-am luat o cusca simpla cu cateva tuburi care costa pe atunci £40.00 apoi in timp am decis ca duce o viata chinuita (asta dupa ce ne-a ros o multime de haine, asternuturi, pantofi si tot ceea ce-i iesea in cale cand o lasam la o mica plimbarica seara inainte de culcare) apoi am mai luat o cusca, mai are de aceasta data care ne-a costat £85.00 plus alte acareturi pe care nu am sa le socoresc acum .

Apoi Mickey s-a pierdut undeva intre cele 2 custi eu uitand parca de ea, pana mai ieri cand zogomotele ce-mi umpleau casa au incetat, nu mai auzeam rotita costii scartaind. Am ramas stupefiata sa o vad pe Mickey dormind mai mereu iar mai presus de tot si toate Mickey a inceput sa slabeasca pe zi ce trece pentru ca mai apoi sa isi piarda puterile. M-am pierdut simtind pentru prima oara ca Mickey imi scapa printre degete si eu sunt incapabila sa fac ceva. Am dus-o la veterinar care i-a dat steroizi, antibiotice speciala si lichide. Mi-a spus printre altele ca Mickey a mea e batranica , ca are deja 2 anisori si ca multi hamsteri nu traiesc mai mult de un an jumate poate doi. Mi-a dar niste pastile pe care urma sa i le administerez pe cale orala si mi-a spus ca daca Mickey nu-si va reveni intr-o saptamana sa o duc inapoi sa o adoarma pentru ca nu ar fi corect fata de Mickey .

Nu m-am simtit niciodata mai vinovata simteam ca din vina mea Mickey sufera de aceasta boala nemiloasa '

R.I.P. iubita mea

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