Pepé was my hampster. And today i found out he died. I loved him from the day i met him. When he was climbing on his sleeping siblings. When we took him home, he was quite mischievous. He was an absolute gangster hampster, a ganpster. For three years and four months he was loved. He was infact spending most his life living in a gangsters paridice. He ate bacon once, peanuts, fruits, and even a mcdonalds chikn nuggy once! He loved to be in his wheel and climb the walls when we got him. He was a Syrian im pretty sure. But no matter the species, he was loved. But the cage barely fit in the car.
This is technically a vector but that doesn't matter
