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I am a support worker for people with complex needs now, but I used to be a support worker for people with Learning Disabilities. I supported a family of 3 adults with Downs Syndrome for a number of years. They always wanted a cat or a hamster, then one day me and my other collegues decided to surprise them with Simon! a friendly, lovable, sandy coloured hamster. They were over the moon! But sadly, one of the girls was serverely allergic to either Simon himself, or the sawdust used to line his cage. We weren't sure which it was, but we did know Simon would no longer be able to live with them anymore. The other two were so upset that Simon would have to go and live with a stranger, so me being the soft clart that I am, said that I would take him home to live with me.
I fell into my roll of hammy mummy, and the two who weren't allergic to Simon still visited him regularly. I got him so used to being handled, he would sit on my shoulder and share my cereal! Then when I moved out of the family home (flown the nest as it were), Simon came with me. He lived here with me and my other half for 4 months.
Only the other day I noticed him acting rather strangely, crawling and dangling along the roof of his cage, something he had never done before! But I just put it down to some strange new trick he had taught himself. Then 2 days later I went to clean out his cage, and he was laid on his side just next to his bed. I knew straight away what had happened, and had a good old cry.
At first, I thought it was something I had done wrong, but once I sat and worked out how old he was, I realised it was just hammy old age! He was 2 years and 10 months old, apparently a very good age for a hamster.
RIP Simon.......
I fell into my roll of hammy mummy, and the two who weren't allergic to Simon still visited him regularly. I got him so used to being handled, he would sit on my shoulder and share my cereal! Then when I moved out of the family home (flown the nest as it were), Simon came with me. He lived here with me and my other half for 4 months.
Only the other day I noticed him acting rather strangely, crawling and dangling along the roof of his cage, something he had never done before! But I just put it down to some strange new trick he had taught himself. Then 2 days later I went to clean out his cage, and he was laid on his side just next to his bed. I knew straight away what had happened, and had a good old cry.
At first, I thought it was something I had done wrong, but once I sat and worked out how old he was, I realised it was just hammy old age! He was 2 years and 10 months old, apparently a very good age for a hamster.
RIP Simon.......
