Night one with Hammy wasn’t so bad. In fact, I think it was so much excitement leaving the pet shop and getting a new cage and being stared at by a ravenous cat with murder in his eyes, he was just plum exhausted and pretty much slept the whole night.
Enter Cinnamon or as I like to call him “I’m Pretty Sure You’re Satan”.
Cinnamon shall we say is a bit……INSANE.
Like COMPLETELY MENTAL.
And I'm pretty sure he’s plotting my death.
We have two new additions to our household - Hammy and Cinnamon, two very cute, fluffy, fat-bottomed teddy bear hamsters which I’ve since renamed to “What The Hell Was I Thinking” and “I’m Pretty Sure You’re Satan”.
For months Son No. 2 was begging me to get a hamster and for months I tried to convince him that a pet rat would be a better choice.
Rats - Not cute, but very smart and social. Not likely to bite.
Hamsters – very cute but totally bite. Am getting tetnus shot this week.