Homemade Deer Stands Plans

I had a lot of hamsters, years ago. I loved them, cared for them, caresses them, I created a neutral substitute for their freedom. I
document, read manuals and books I was looking everywhere, even in Chicago, instead of asking Wright's books, the library had asked something about hamsters .
One day something unexpected happened: To accidentally came into contact a man and a she.
And shortly thereafter, at a time when all balances fell.
At a time when it happened that the partner of her cage without becoming aggressive, I understood why, later I realized that the other had given birth to a monster. At a time when that monster was gone.
He had eaten. If the mother was eaten.
I felt a huge pain. For days. My mother said it was disgusting.
But it was not. It was not at all.
Hamsters are not cannibals. The mothers eat the little ones but when they feel insecure and threatened when they fear for them and not feel able to protect them and breed them. And I was wrong because
quell'animaletto had arrived in time and why I had not allowed an opportunity to live in peace. It only needed a change of cage.
In life I felt so many times, feeling both myself and the little beast. Because every time I destroyed the beautiful things that I found myself in front of the inability to live them, because whenever I was not able to identify and make the slightest gesture that would have overturned the situation and allowed the wonder of being.
It seems to me that I'll never learn to live beauty.