Hello readers, long time no see. We'll be posting more over the upcoming week to update you on why we didn't have the time, energy, or sometimes desire to write a blog post.
But on to the subject at hand. Our kids have hamsters, it started out with two, Annie and Jack, and within a couple of weeks we had seven more on our hands.
The first lesson in owning hamsters, DO NOT put a male or female hamster together no matter how many times you talk to them about contraception.
Five of the hamsters went to pet store we frequent, another one by the name of "Joxer" went to our friend Lucy, and we kept one which my daughter named Princess. She names everything princess names, she's going through that stage in her life where princesses consume her life.
Anyways, yesterday morning I planned on sleeping in just a little bit since TJ and I had stayed up late on Friday night watching the DVD we got of our show "A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum." The hamster had other plans for me.
TJ woke me up with the words "We have a problem, Princess is missing." Sure enough the Hamster Houdini had climbed up some bars in her cage and pushed out a plug that wasn't entirely secure. So normally when a rodent goes missing (we had a recent incident with Joxer before he went to his new home, found him in the couch), we search the house. Then we heard a scratching from within the bathroom wall downstairs. Oh crap.
We couldn't even find how she got into the wall, but in the wall she was. I tried to explain to the kids how we might never see Princess again, and had horrifying thoughts of how I'd feel when we'd never hear the scratches again. Into the evening I'd hope I'd see the fuzzy black hamster dart across the floor, but eventually that hope disappeared. Finally TJ and I went to bed with little hope of seeing Princess again. TJ had no difficulty falling asleep but every time I heard one of the hamsters in the kids' room I'd startle awake again. Finally I drifted off to sleep. Suddenly I awoke as TJ flew out of bed towards his snake cage in our room. Then he said something I couldn't believe.
"I've found Princess!"
I couldn't believe it. Next thing I know we're chasing a hamster around our bedroom in the middle of the night. TJ chased her into my closet and she managed to get her head stuck in a hole in a shoebox. We managed to rip the box, freeing her, though ironically she was back in her cage within moments. To be freed only to be caged again.
Princess and Annie this morning
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