Mar 11, 2006 17:24
I found him!
We'd already put out the piles of treats and, as I say, we were cleaning up the front room, and Kira (knowing that something was up) was prowling around in response to me saying, "Help us find the baby, Kira! There's a baby on the floor!" [I *swear* she knows what I'm talking about when I say that, because she goes looking.] I thought, "I know Morgan just checked under the couch a minute ago, but it can't hurt to look again, can it?" and suited actions to thoughts. Morgan said, "I just looked there."
"I know, but I wanted to look again..." and I spied him. He was stitting there, bold as brass, grooming his pretty grey fur, looking very nonchalant. So I stretched out my arm, and he scurried over to my hand and started giving me baby hamster kisses, and climbed into my hand.
I started crying. This was five minutes ago, and honestly I still am a little tearful.
He and Cappuccino are currently in the play pen together, tussling with one another. I'm going to get Gress in a minute and put him in with his sons so that he can teach them all the things they need to learn about being boys.
babies,
depression,
anxiety,
fuzzy friends,
yay!