Introducing the furballs..
I haven't blogged for a while, because I haven't really had anything positive to blog about. Feeling a bit low at the mo' and didn't want to inflict my mood on anyone else. So, in the absence of anything else, I thought I'd introduce you to my hamsters.
This pic of my little boy sums my current mood up perfectly. This is when I've woken him up and he's very grumpy with me - Meet the lovely little 'Tache:
'Tachey (pronounced Tashy) takes a while to get out of the grumps after he's woken up. He loves to eat and he's gotten tame enough to sit on my hand and have his dinner. Once in a while, he likes to show off his amazing acrobatic skills by scaling to the roof of his cage, and doing a back-flip off it and into his food bowl! I have yet to catch this on camera, but when I do, you will be the first to see it! He is very curious, and if I let him, will wonder around the room sniffing and investigating things. He's very good though and doesn't hide from me, so I can put him back into his cage easily. He is a very clean little boy, and will sit and groom for half an hour after he's woken up, licking himself allll over, and giving himself a little mohican in the process!
He has a 3-legged sis called Boris who can only run in circles because she has a benign ear tumour. She lost her leg in a freak wheel accident when she was younger. She will eat off my hand too, but if she's grumpy - she will give me a nip, so I don't do this too often! She likes to run round and round her food bowl. I dont think she actually knows she's running in a circle, bless her. We have a sisterly bond, and she will often just sit and watch me, quite peacefully. Boris isn't much of an eater, but she does like her fruit.
If you're wondering about their names - I didn't name them - I adopted them! The girl who had them originally thought they were sisters... until Boris had babies! They live in separate cages now, next to each other, so they can still say hello and have a chat.
They are lovely and cheer me up when I'm a bit low. 'Tache's antics, especially! He is a bit of a character! The hamsties say hello! *wave little paws*
This pic of my little boy sums my current mood up perfectly. This is when I've woken him up and he's very grumpy with me - Meet the lovely little 'Tache:
'Tachey (pronounced Tashy) takes a while to get out of the grumps after he's woken up. He loves to eat and he's gotten tame enough to sit on my hand and have his dinner. Once in a while, he likes to show off his amazing acrobatic skills by scaling to the roof of his cage, and doing a back-flip off it and into his food bowl! I have yet to catch this on camera, but when I do, you will be the first to see it! He is very curious, and if I let him, will wonder around the room sniffing and investigating things. He's very good though and doesn't hide from me, so I can put him back into his cage easily. He is a very clean little boy, and will sit and groom for half an hour after he's woken up, licking himself allll over, and giving himself a little mohican in the process!
He has a 3-legged sis called Boris who can only run in circles because she has a benign ear tumour. She lost her leg in a freak wheel accident when she was younger. She will eat off my hand too, but if she's grumpy - she will give me a nip, so I don't do this too often! She likes to run round and round her food bowl. I dont think she actually knows she's running in a circle, bless her. We have a sisterly bond, and she will often just sit and watch me, quite peacefully. Boris isn't much of an eater, but she does like her fruit.
If you're wondering about their names - I didn't name them - I adopted them! The girl who had them originally thought they were sisters... until Boris had babies! They live in separate cages now, next to each other, so they can still say hello and have a chat.
They are lovely and cheer me up when I'm a bit low. 'Tache's antics, especially! He is a bit of a character! The hamsties say hello! *wave little paws*
But here's a *t???* damn i've forgotte n the word...
Have another tuddle for me forgetting.
:(
I need, absolutely need, a snuggle with a bunny rabbit.
Thanks for the tuddle Liv, lol. Hamsters are no good for tuddling - they are too small and escapey. In the absence of your bunny, here's a snuggle from a panda - is that as good?
Jia, of course you can have a tuddle! Ready..? :) Hope the day brightens up soon. It's too hot here!
Boris is still live and kicking - SHE is a little survivor!
Gosh look at the time, I need to get some sleep!
Nite nite.
My mummy knows Sez too! She says he has a long overdue letter to send her in Hostralia to say hello. How strange that you know her, I must run and tell mummy, she'll be really surprised and pleased!
We used to have a guinea pig named Coco, he was our baby but sadly he passed away a year ago, when left in the care of my dear hubby. (I went on holiday and the reason for his death is still under investigation ;o)
Anyways, would a little story about your internet adopted niece's cheer you up?
Today we put together Allie's exersaucer and put her in it for the first time. Well Ella thought this was fabulous and decided to "show" Allie how to use all the neat toys on it. Except in her excitment she forgot that Allie is still so small and was screaming rite in her face telling her how to use each thing. Poor Allie was terrified and there is a good chance we may never get her back in it again ;o)
Crazy kid....
Pieces, it is. My daddy manages to bump into a collague no matter where in the world he is, which proves it!
Livvy, I hope you got enough sleep! You'll be tired on holiday otherwise. I hope you have a wicked time! x
Henk, the hamsties wave back! :) They tell you to tell your mummy that they miss Sez a lot and wishes she would visit!
*waves back at youngmummy* :O what did hubby do to the poor guinea pig..?? Lol. I had the same experience when I left my previous hamster with a friend! I couldn't help wondering what she had done to it!
Your story made me giggle! I love hearing about my 'net adopted nieces! Can't believe how quickly they are both growing up! Give them kisses from me! Mwah!
I don't know what he did to the poor little thing. All I know is when I left he was perfectly fine. Running around like a happy soul.
Than two days befor I came home I got the phone call.... very tragic.