It all started last Saturday when i arrived at home, after school. I was a bit upset for my recent marks, so i went directly to my bedroom. I had a look at my two chipmunks and with my horror, i found out that one of them, the male, called Ghiro, was lying on the cage's ground. He wasn't sleeping and i immediately understood there was something wrong with him. So i opened the cage and took him out: i clearly see he was weak but i tried to help him. I gave him a cherry (he really loves it) but he just bite it once and then left it. I put him on my legs and softly stroked him to make him feel better. I didn't realise i was crying, that's why i was surprised when my mum came in and asked what was wrong. I explained her that Ghiro couldn't move properly and didn't eat anything so she looked for a vet on the web. After many calls we found one who came at home to visit him.
He said the situation was critic and we could have made two choices: put him to sleep or try to help him. Of course, we chose the second option and the last time i saw him, he was a little, tin, week furball in a shoebox.
Somehow i knew i would have never seen him again, and as you can imagine, i cried for the whole night.The following morning i was studying Chemistry for an important test when my mum came into my bedroom crying. She just told me: "The vet has called me". I understood it immediately.
My five years old little guy would have never run in my bedroom anymore.
This thought hit me as a knife in my chest.
I think the female understood his mate was death: in a first time, she tried to call him back to the cage, but when she realised she would have never had an answer she became sad. She used to sleep near him (most of the times even on him!) so for the firts time she experienced the loneliness.
As a consequence, the whole week was a nightmare for me. I just came out from it on Saturday when i was having my FCE examination. This cheered me up because i'm sure i did quite well. Today i had the speaking part: i'm not totally satisfied with it because i knew i could have said more, but i did it!
I haven't realised i'm on holiday yet: it all seems so strange to live, i don't know... maybe it's because summer usually makes me happy but at the moment i'm really far away from being it.
R.I.P little guy!
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