We are like Noah’s Ark. We have at least two
of way too many animals: 2 horses, 3 dogs, 2 cats, 2 rabbits, a few fish,
almost a dozen ducks and dozens of chickens. Still my youngest daughter would
like a hamster and insists that Santa bring her one next year. Hamsters are not
my favourite animal. I once looked after my sister’s pets while she and her
family were out of town. I was in charge of feeding the hamster and also the
fish in the small aquarium. The hamster was usually busy sleeping when I filled
his dish but on the one day that he wasn’t napping, he bit me! And it hurt! To
make matters worse, I had to get a tetanus shot--- for a hamster bite. When she
got home my sister made me feel better by giving me the address of a web site
called “When Good Hamsters Go Bad” or something like that. To top it off, I
also found out that the frog that I been so proud of feeding everyday and keeping
alive was just plastic. I could not win. Last year Santa brought my younger
daughter a stuffed hamster. Do you think he can get away with that again this
year? I sure hope so.
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