[Potironette]

Yep, strangers. Someone else's pet, someone else's playmate, and someone else's friend. That, and no one mourned for the hamster whatsoever. In fact, my mom had been complaining about its smell for a long time and when it died, she tossed him into the trash :/.

I think I was taken aback less by the death and more by the underwhelming and unceremonious departure.