We've
now got something of a hamster city in our cellar. Our hamsters have moved into
the alcove from which the fish have emigrated to Rochdale. The hamsters live in
a series of high-rise rotastack apartments with most of the mod cons that any
aspiring yuppy hamster could want, including wheels, bedrooms, dining rooms,
pictures of parrots on the wall, Clapton blaring in the background etc.
Our hamsters
rejoice in such well chosen and thoughtful names as "Gormless",
"Pitbull", etc and although some are very tame and placid, the rest
are like mustangs in full flight! We've had a few "accidents" and the
resulting litters tend to get given away to local pet shops, although we keep a
few of the nicest ones back in case we want to organise another
"accident" <grin>. (ie: Naomi is breeding the little buggers on
the quiet!)