Bizarre hamster death stories are no stranger to us here at Ruin My Week. Remember that story we did about the girl who buried her hamster alive (accidentally) about a year and a half ago? If not, you can read about it here.
Well, as it turns out, hamsters somehow always die in a bizarre fashion. Thanks to a viral TikTok where @weloveyou3lan said, “I ain’t ever hear a normal story about how a hamster died.” More than 22,000 have commented with a story about the crazy ways their hamster died.
It should be noted that there is no way to confirm the legitimacy of these stories.
Although, it’s likely that half of them are legit.
I feel like I’ve heard of Hamsters eating themselves to death before.
Well, since that TikTok went viral, many people have argued that hamsters only die in traumatic ways. In fact, this TikToker is convinced her evil hamster burned down a whole pet shop and killed itself.
And now, more than 16 million people are baffled at the bizarre hamster death a TikToker named Caroline Padilla shared. The TikTok starts with her saying, “I just saw a TikTok where this girl was like, ‘If you’ve ever had a hamster, comment how it died because they always die in really traumatic ways… I’ve been waiting for this one.”
“When I was 8 years old — ’cause we’re always 8 years old, right?! Um, I had a hamster. Her name was Pessy. Don’t ask me what that means. I literally have no idea. OK? That was her name, and it’s pivotal to the story. I can’t change it.”
“So, her name was Pessy, and she was my best friend. I had her during the summer, and I would take her everywhere with me. She would come with me to the mall, and I would take her with me in my hoodie pocket. I would put her in those little boxes where you catch bugs and lizards that had air holes. I’d put her in there. I’d carry her around. I was obsessed with her, OK?! And I was one of those kids whose parents wouldn’t let me have dogs for a really long time; they were like, ‘We’re not getting a dog.’ So, they gave me the next best thing: a rodent.”
“I took her everywhere, and once summer was over, I was like, ‘Oh man. She’s going to be all alone. I have to get her a friend. I have to do something.’ So, I got her a friend. I got her another hamster. Her name was Luna. Luna was a little gray dwarf hamster. She was like a little gray ball. Pessy was a normal, medium-sized brown hamster.”
“The day after I get Luna, I wake up, I’m walking over to the cage to see my little hamster friends, and Pessy is upside down, laying on her back — she’s not moving. I’m like, ‘Pessy? Girl? OMG, PESSY?’ I’m shaking the cage. I don’t see Luna anywhere. So I’m shaking the cage, like, ‘Oh my god, oh my god.’ So Pessy rolls over a little bit, and there’s a gray furball underneath her. No hamster, just fur. Just the fur.”
“Luna is nowhere to be found, and Pessy’s lookin’ a little thick. She’s lookin’ a little bigger than she did the day before. If you’re catching my drift, she ate her. SHE ATE HER. OMG. My hamster ate my other hamster, but that’s somehow not the worst part…I don’t know — maybe it is. I’m going to make a part two.”
Before we get to part two, let it be known that Caroline did not know whether or not Pessy was still alive after she ate Luna… However, as you’ll see below, both she and her father presumed her dead.
Well, THAT was part one.
You can watch the full part one video here.
Now, on to part two. Caroline explains: “So my hamster ate my other hamster, and I’m 8 years old. I have no experience with grief, with pet loss, with cannibalism — nothing of the sort. So, I’m like freaking out, completely distraught, sobbing, on the floor, gagging. And my lovely, little, tiny, bald Hispanic dad comes over, and he goes, ‘Ah man, that’s…that’s tough. We’ll have a funeral for it.'”
“What I failed to remember was that I had a playdate that day with my friend, Christine. So, my dad is coming over; my dad takes Pessy — her corpse — and Luna, because by default she’s inside of her, and wraps them up in toilet paper. And I lived in an apartment complex with a lake in the middle.”
“So, Christine comes over, and this poor girl thought we were going to have a silly, goofy, silly goose time, hangin’ out, playin’ mermaids or something, but nooooo, girl. You are mid-hamster funeral that you didn’t ask for. So she comes over, and I’m already outside with my dad, sobbing, crying, probably wearing a black Limited Too outfit.”
“My dad takes Pessy, wrapped in toilet paper, a little hamster burrito, and puts her on top of a remote control boat. And he just drove it around in circles [on the lake] until she rolled off. I was inconsolable. Christine was probably just standing there; I don’t even remember what she did. Christine, if you’re seeing this, I don’t think we ever spoke again after that date — and I don’t blame you.”
