Tonight we mourn the passing of Jupiter the Hamster.
The wheel is still.
It fell upon my fatherly duties to enshrine the tiny furry body, curled as if asleep among his stores of food in his burrow, in a sarcophagus of cardboard along with a supply of his favorite seeds.
We committed the vessel tearfully to the earth, along the treeline in a place in view of the rising sun.
Jupiter brought joy to our whole family in the short time he was here. He was much loved, and he will be greatly missed.
