Poor Nibbles the Hamster was critically injured in a Barbie house accident, and died a few hours later. It was a sad day for the family. Bev held him while I investigated the accident. It made her nervous to hold him, so I held him as he took his last breath. A few of us were crying, when Andrew walked in and said he had something to play for us on the piano. It was the Funeral March. Mike and I exchanged glances--he was trying not to laugh and I was trying not to laugh through my tears.
We made a little casket out of paper towels and buried him in the garden near the bleeding heart. Bev and Christian are already making plans for a replacement hamster. They are also establishing rules about where the hamster can play (not in the Barbie house) and who might need supervision around the hamster.
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I am so sorry! It is just terrible when our kids have to go through sadness like that. But is sounds like they are learning from it which is important too. -Diedre
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