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I lost another hamster this morning. I've made a decision. No more hamsters. I know they only live a year or two, but I get attached, even though I know I shouldn't. And I can't keep buying the things knowing I'm going to lose them. Luckily Twitchy will last me a few years yet, as Syrian hamsters live longer than dwarfs. But he's my last one. My life is screwed up enough without the probability that something I love is going to die at least once a year. R.I.P. Tweakers.