Buttons was a Christmas present from my parents and a few months later he used to escape all the time so he ended up having the nickname Harry Houdini. And every night for a year till he got a different cage; he was so sweet and adorable he was technically my best friend he was always with me. A couple of months ago he wasn't him self and people didn't understand why and how i could become attached to something so small and cute and fluffy. He always looked forward to having his caged cleaned because he used to get a bath then blow dried which he used to really adore. Last week we took him to the vet and said he had a mini stroke and afterwards, cause he wasn't eating we had to hand feed him via a syringe with baby food. He was so determined to get better he tried to escape, but he kept falling down and gave up so I took him to the vet today and I was absolutely in tears because I didn't want him to go but I knew he wouldn't feel pain any more and it wasn't fair to keep force feeding him, so I let him go and then on the way home I got a new hamster she is called Summer but I think it is too early cause I still haven't got over him but i really do miss him. Love you buttons and always will. I WILL NEVER FIND ANOTHER BUTTONS
