So… Our hamster died yesterday.

We were thinking that it was sleeping at first and David was poking it. It’s dead.
Adobo (the hamster) was at the corner of his cage, his teeth apparently stuck in the metal bar thing. It was actually pretty weird that he died cause Trisha’s help was playing with the hamster early at 5:30 in the morning. We went to her house at 9. I mean, if it was stuck, it could’ve still lasted for just a few more hours before we can rescue it!

So after making our maze (we were training Adobo for our Psych 140 project), we went to Tiendesitas to buy new ones. When I told the guy that our hamster died, he asked me if the hamster was already old. I told him that his teeth caught and he died.

He said, “Ah, your hamster committed suicide.”
My eyes went O_O and I asked, “Hamsters commit suicide?”
He asked, “Was the hamster alone?”
“Yes.”
He asked, “That’s just the way things are. When a hamster gets depressed, it bites the bars of its cage really really hard and will keep on biting it until it dies.”

When I relayed the message to my groupmates, David exclaims, “Emoooo!”

Again, happy birthday to Mon who celebrated his birthday on February 29! Ahaha! He treated us to lunch in Tiendesitas!