The Saga of the Dwarf-Hamingtons
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bluejeans07This really has turned into a saga. A crazy one, with hamsters, stupid kids that need to be kicked quite thoroughly, and the fear of God that comes from little old Korean ladies.
Anyway, on Friday, The Brother One was prepping to take the hamsters to the church in order to give them back to the kid. He told me that that previous Sunday, he and the kid had a talk about the proper hamster care and that the kid swore up and down that he had told his parents and had permissions to take the hamsters home. As I helped the Brother One, I put Mr. Baka Dwarf-Hamington into a really strong cardboard carrier from PetSmart and WARNED HIM MANY MANY TIMES TO WATCH THE STUPID HAMSTER. The cardboard was really strong, but a hamster would be able to chew his way out and would need to be watched and distracted aptly.
Guess what?
No one watched Baka.
Baka escaped.
Panic ensues.
Brother came home on Saturday night after an unsuccessful second attempt, but claimed up and down that they'll catch him. Anne was over and told them to use the Have-A-Heart traps to trap the little bugger.
Guess what?
Out of fear of the little old ladies coming in for church service on Sunday, they put down MOUSE TRAPS.
Mr. Baka Dwarf-Hamington is no more.
Brother: "We gave him Friday AND Saturday to be caught safely by us!"
Me: *looks at him like he's a moron* "HE'S A HAMSTER. HOW THE HELL DOES HE KNOW THAT?!"
Not only that, the kid ended up not coming to take back Mrs. Polar Bear Dwarf-Hamington so Brother brought her home again.
In conclusion: I has a dwarf hamster. A maybe-preggers one. O mon dieu @_@
Anyway, on Friday, The Brother One was prepping to take the hamsters to the church in order to give them back to the kid. He told me that that previous Sunday, he and the kid had a talk about the proper hamster care and that the kid swore up and down that he had told his parents and had permissions to take the hamsters home. As I helped the Brother One, I put Mr. Baka Dwarf-Hamington into a really strong cardboard carrier from PetSmart and WARNED HIM MANY MANY TIMES TO WATCH THE STUPID HAMSTER. The cardboard was really strong, but a hamster would be able to chew his way out and would need to be watched and distracted aptly.
Guess what?
No one watched Baka.
Baka escaped.
Panic ensues.
Brother came home on Saturday night after an unsuccessful second attempt, but claimed up and down that they'll catch him. Anne was over and told them to use the Have-A-Heart traps to trap the little bugger.
Guess what?
Out of fear of the little old ladies coming in for church service on Sunday, they put down MOUSE TRAPS.
Mr. Baka Dwarf-Hamington is no more.
Brother: "We gave him Friday AND Saturday to be caught safely by us!"
Me: *looks at him like he's a moron* "HE'S A HAMSTER. HOW THE HELL DOES HE KNOW THAT?!"
Not only that, the kid ended up not coming to take back Mrs. Polar Bear Dwarf-Hamington so Brother brought her home again.
In conclusion: I has a dwarf hamster. A maybe-preggers one. O mon dieu @_@
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Date: 2007-11-12 03:57 pm (UTC)I was at Petsmart on Saturday and at the checkout line, there was a little girl holding a newly bagged guppy and a small container of fish food. I saw no tap water conditioner, no proper aquarium, no heater. The mom was one of those people who couldn't put down her cell for two seconds to check out. I'd put money down that the poor guppy would be dead before sunrise the next day.
Bottom line: people are idiots when it comes to animals.
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Date: 2007-11-13 05:02 am (UTC)