There was an accident, a horrible, horrible accident that almost ended in carnage. Brian woke up to find two of our hamsters dead in their cages. Brian suspects it might have been a biblical plague that took our two firstborn hamsters. We forgot to put the lambs blood on the doorposts, and I do recall a wailing last night. There was no reason for them to die, they had food and water... I guess we will never know.
Or WILL we???? That same morning Brian caught the cat looking like she was up to no good at 5am and he decided to follow her on her prowl into our closet. Where he discovered our only remaining hamster holed up in the corner trying to dodge the cat. Apparently all of the cat's cool aloofness when we had the hamsters out of their cages was a evil ploy to get us comfortable with her being around them. BAD KITTY!
Brian rescued FiFi the momma hamster, and we lost Shaggy and the other hamster who we never got around to naming, maybe we should just call him hamster X. Take a good look at this puss, if you see her prowling around your hamster cages, BEWARE!!!!!
3 comments:
o my goodness, fun days at the hobbit hole huh! how did the kiddoes take it?
I will vouch for the husband thing if it comes up in court or your transfer to a mental hospital or you remember your untimely death. I saw him myself with my own eyes! I even heard him speak!
The kids did pretty okay, I was surprised. Maybe having all these "short term" pets is desensitizing them to violent deaths....
OMG!! POOR hampsters!!!
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