This morning, I was awoken by The Boy rushing into my room saying, “Mommy! DJ Died! ”
Oh Good Lord…..
So, I get up and go to see what is what. Sure enough, it’s dead.
I then explain to him that we will clean the cage out and place him in a bag. He says he wants it buried. Uh ok? Being that I live in an apartment complex I don’t have access to a back yard.
I must think fast.
I tell him that I will put it in a bag and take it down to the bushes on the other side of my apartment building where there is more dirt than grass and I will bury him there and then come back and get him and he can place his little “tombstone” on it with a flower from the bushes.
I take the bag with the dead animal down the stairs, to the dirt spot, pass the dirt spot and drop it into the large dumpster in the back. I then go back to the dirt spot and rustle the dirt a bit to look like I dug up the dirt and put it back, then go to get The Boy.
He puts down his little piece of “tombstone” bark and a few flowers there and we move on with our day.
I feel bad that I couldn’t tell him that I just threw it in the dumpster but I’m pretty sure that someone would have seen me putting a small rodent into the ground and I would have been caught. There are always people walking around and it’s out in the open. And if a gardener had found it, I don’t think they could have pinned it on me but who knows if they have cameras around the tops of the apartment buildings! I think like that sometimes.
So, The Boy got his Memorial. That is all that mattered to me and he was able to lay DJ to rest.
A moment of silence for DJ the Hamster, please……..
First question out of The Boy’s mouth….”Can we go to Pet Smart and get another hamster?“