Lost Hamster
I lost my hamster Friday, one of my baby hamsters at that. I was scared to death that one of my dogs or cat got a hold of it. Mom told me Saturday that the hamster was probably still running around the house. She said that animals are proud and that they would bring their catch to someone to show off. That gave me a bit of hope. Saturday night I was looking at my babies and noticed that one more had escaped. Oh-man I freaked out. I managed to calm down long enough to hear him rattling around on my desk. I managed to find him and put him in the cage. I repaired the bars that they had bent apart so that no more would escape, and then I tore my room apart. Still nothing.
Today I was looking at my hamsters and heard something shuffling around. I looked down between the filing cabinet and my desk, and there he was just sitting there staring at me. I hollered for mom to help me knowing that I wouldn't be able to catch him alone. Mom and dad both took each side of my desk while I took to the center with a dog that wouldn't move. Bandit just laid there threw out the whole ordeal, and didn't move once. It took us almost thirty minutes and a torn up bed room, but dad had managed to catch him.
I set the hamster back in the cage and he went straight to the food bowl and started eating. After I cleaned up my bedroom and set everything in place, that was when Bandit decided to move. Think goodness. I'd hate to have my babies survive all this time just to lose them. I told mom that when I get payed Monday I'm going to go out and buy two cages. One for the girls and one for the boys. Not to mention they're going to be plastic not metal bars.
Today I was looking at my hamsters and heard something shuffling around. I looked down between the filing cabinet and my desk, and there he was just sitting there staring at me. I hollered for mom to help me knowing that I wouldn't be able to catch him alone. Mom and dad both took each side of my desk while I took to the center with a dog that wouldn't move. Bandit just laid there threw out the whole ordeal, and didn't move once. It took us almost thirty minutes and a torn up bed room, but dad had managed to catch him.
I set the hamster back in the cage and he went straight to the food bowl and started eating. After I cleaned up my bedroom and set everything in place, that was when Bandit decided to move. Think goodness. I'd hate to have my babies survive all this time just to lose them. I told mom that when I get payed Monday I'm going to go out and buy two cages. One for the girls and one for the boys. Not to mention they're going to be plastic not metal bars.