Of course come Monday morning I couldn't resist telling them about it, and just having a little look at hamsters and their accessories and requirements. The little look involved a trip to a pet shop, where worryingly all hamsters were nine weeks old. I'm hating any thought about what happens to ones that don't sell - although to be fair the lovely assistant told us she'd adopted one with a hurt leg that could not be sold, and they did have a little adoption centre. But still frozen hamsters!
Anyway - we had a little look, and fell in love with one. The timing was crucial; as you buy them in a little cardboard box, then transfer them straight to the cage when home. Luckily we managed to buy little Bill; pop her in a double cardboard box, get all her accessories and on the way home pick up the cage. Trouble is, about ten minutes in to the short journey she'd chewed through the first box and was well into the second. I had to ask Ol to hold Bill, in her box, and hold the flaps down. He was fantastic and very responsible, and I think maybe that experience of keeping Bill safe was great for bonding.
So we get Bill home, sort her cage out, pop her in a shoe box for a few minutes and she has lots of poo's. That of course entertains the children; and now we're just waiting for her to settle in to her new home before we move to stroking and cuddling.
And I simply must share some new hamster knowledge with you all that I've learnt;
- Hamsters (as in Bolt) really do like to watch telly.
- Hamsters like classical music.
- Hamsters can recognise their owners voices.
- Apple pips are poisonous to hamsters.
- When hamsters want to play with you, they sometimes do star jumps to show you.
- Hamsters get an illness called wet tail; which is an upset tummy mostly.
Any other hamster tips gratefully received, and yes, I do realise Bill is sort of more my baby.