The serious writer has a hamster. The hamster is dying. She drags her hindlegs and pees herself. The spirit of life is still strong in her: she climbs up the cage as she used to, then falls over to one side. Her left eye is half closed. She might have had a stroke.
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"We're on Earth to fart around; and don't let anybody tell you any different." – Kurt Vonnegut
