My son's hamster died last night, at the old age of nearly 3! He was a nice little fella, even if he did bite me every time I came within an inch of him. I always forgave, as his intent was to eat food, not harm me. My son's not too broken up about it, as I went to help him clean the cage last night, and that's how we found him, when I heard Jordan say "Do I still have to clean the cage if he's dead?". At first I told him not to say that, that it wasn't nice. But then I realized he wasn't kidding. I wrapped him up in his own little blankey and placed him in a small box. I think I felt the worst and had to hide the little tears welling up in my eyes. It makes sense though, since I basically owned him, cleaned the cage and fed him all the time. I think the kid is happy that his 2 days a week to clean the cage is now over.
His burial awaits.
RIP bitey