Tula.

Tula is my hamster...my dead hamster. Some stupid girl on my floor thought she was a rat. Though rats aren't nearly as cute, as clean, as small...she thought she was a rat. Not to mention rats have ugly, long tails and hamster don't. She's in college..wtf? So aparently Tula was chilling in her room and she shooed her out...and she called a friend and realized Tula was too chubby to fit to get into other people's room through the gap under our dorm doors - they were able to corner her and kick her to dead. Needless to say...I was a wreck when I lost her but gained hope that I would find her. I went to petsmart and bought her a nice cage and also saw that the last female from her litter was still there. So I bought her sister - Chub. I was hoping the scent of Chub would attract Tula as well as the trail of seeds I made leading into my room and into her old box. But it was too late - I was a wreck again to find out she was killed and just how she was killed.

I'm getting sad again:( I'll stop here.

But just for the record - This week I failed my microbiology test, lost my hamster, got hired at bebe, and had lunch on a mountain. Neato!