It's been almost eight days since my hamster boy Freedom left to the Rainbow Bridge on Monday, December 24, 2007. It feels like only yesterday that I held him up against me as his curious face tickled my cheek. It all feels unreal, that he's gone. I see his empty cage every day, but I still can't believe it...I don't want to believe it. More than anything I wish he were back here with me. Just for another year. I guess not all of our wishes can come true.
I talk to him every day in my head. I even talk to him out loud. It helps to talk to him, like everything is normal, and he's still here. If he were alive, he'd be curled up in a ball sleeping in his cage right about now.
I wake up every day thinking it was just a dream. Then I go into the laundry room to feed the cavy and the rabbit we're fostering, and his cage is empty. He'll never be in that cage again...yet isn't that a good thing? He always wanted to be free. He escaped out of his cage twice in an effort to be free. Now I know he can run all day in a land without walls, without barriers or bars to surround him.
I loved him, and I still do love him. I won't let him become just a memory. I'll make sure to keep his spirit alive in my heart forever.