A tiny bright light went out today. Zeus the hamster died, apparently in his sleep. In his approximately 2 years on this earth, he escaped more than a few times. During a few of his adventures he climbed stairs, spent one night in a pack with one of the cats, and hid in a tube of wrapping paper fortified with lots and lots of wool and was missing for a few days more than once. He had a bright inquistive nature. His stillness leaves the house feeling a lot emptier than his size would suggest. I am immensely saddened.