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I remember Dinky, a hamster family member of mine; I had, her as a kid; a golden teddy bear with, a heart the size of Texas. Her cage was in the opposite end of our house from my bedroom. A natural born escape artist; one night as I lay dreaming that there was a hole in our roof, I could feel the frigid drops of crystal, falling through the ceiling. Up my arm the drops seemed to fall, one-by-one; was that a whisker? It was in the darkness, I reached over and lifted Dinky; in the moon’s glow, I could see a tiny pink nose twitching. She’d made the long trek through the house and found my bed. Her tiny paws were ice cold. I slid her into my pajama pocket, to warm her then, moved her cage to my bedroom. She was calm, as I slept; so pleased to be warm. A hamster lives a Very short life, just three years; Rarely beyond that. My Dinky lived five And a quarter, she was pure Love in a fur coat.

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Date: 2/12/2019 7:26:00 AM
Your poem speaks to your kind heart..the time you and your pet sent together was cherished.. as it so well shows in your words.
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M. L. Kiser
Date: 2/12/2019 3:15:00 PM
She was a tiny little thing; you wouldn't think that she'd hold all of that love that she had inside. Thanks
Date: 2/11/2019 6:12:00 PM
Ahhhhhh Dinky found her mama, and she was probably ever so glad. I am glad for both of you. She sounds beautiful and well-loved!
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M. L. Kiser
Date: 2/11/2019 6:40:00 PM
I've got some great stories about that one...if you think a tiny rodent can't own your heart...think again; she still does.