Hammies Story.

Hey efurryone, I'm back to making rounds to your blogs. I might have missed out on some of you, but please know that I haven't furgotten any of you!

Okays, I'm sure most of you know by now, we've got 5 new hammies in the house. Just thought I'd let you know how we got them... 2 of them are from SPCA, and 3 of them were left at the pet store that the hoomans frequent by their owner.

A chose a pretty girl who reminded her of Coco and Bobo in terms of temperaments, and Mom said to bring home one of the critters that she fell in love with (phfft). So A signed the papers, gave the adoption fees, and brought the 2 critters back.

This is DongDong, Mom's new furbaby.

Based on the information that SPCA was provided, DongDong is just about 2 months old now, meaning he's still a baby. He was tiny when he first came in, and now he has grown. A lot. He is rather nice, but runs super fast when I'm around, so I haven't gotten the chance to make furiends with him yet, because the hoomans placed his home up high to prevent me from peeing at it. Hehehhe.

A named her baby Skittles, because she is fast, and hides from the hoomans darn well. The first night she got home, she climbed up a hole of a container and hid there and made the hoomans panicked. Bahahhaa. Quite a schemer, I must say. I think I'll like her. BOL. I don't have a peekture of her yet, because she doesn't like to be held. She's about 8 to 9 months old, making her a young adult.

On Monday, the hoomans received a call from Lola (Chinchilla)'s hoomans, saying she was sick. They rushed to the hoomans' home to get Lola and rushed her to the vet. By night time, Lola was gone... A's guess is that she passed away in her sleep, while she was at the pet store buying her the necessary grass and water bottle, and toys.

(The chinchilla had a tummy upset because my aunt who's really old, didn't know anything about the diet of chinchillas. My cousin was the one who purchased Lola as a gift fur his gf, who left fur her hometown in China, and left Lola in my aunt's care, without telling her anything about Chinchilla care. & the worst thing is that, she didn't know about the diets of chinchillas as well, meaning she didn't do any research before & after getting Lola. It angers me greatly to see how people can get living breathing small animals as gifts without thinking about the consequences, responsibilities, and commitment of getting a pet. I am also very disappointed that Lola didn't survive. I do know that as a herbivore, chinchillas' stomachs are easily upset with the wrong diet, and can pass on easily when the bacteria build up is too much. Furthermore, Lola was a very young girl. I am making sure the cousin doesn't spend his money on an animal as a gift.)


Okay, that was a long rant by A. Anywayyyy, after Lola passed on, A called the cremating services and arranged fur the people to come get Lola. She and Mom went down to the pet store to get some stuff fur the new hammies. A saw this guy come in with a small cage when she was looking at the little hammies in the viewing area, and when he left, she went inside, and saw 2 tiny little hammies in a basket. He didn't leave any water bottle, food, cage, bedding, or anything to make them comfy. He said to the lady working there, to find them a home on his behalf because his hamsters gave birth to the babies, and he couldn't afford to look after them.

The lady, knowing A, asked her if she wanted to bring them home. Being the sucker that she is, A called Mom and insisted and persuaded her to allow her to bring the critters home. So there, we got 2 more hammies. Phfft.

2 or 3 days later, the hoomans went down to the mall to get some groceries and dinner, and A went to the pet store again, and this time, the lady told her the person came down with 1 more hammie (who was missing when he brought the other 2 down), and asked if she could bring the little wee one back too. BOL, and of course, A wanted to. Mom was hesitant about it, because that meant, we would have 7 (7!?!?) hammies at home. But A managed to persuade Mom to say yes, again. So here she is.

Luckily, they are all girls, so there'll be no extra hammies in the making, BOL. & they are all about 3 weeks old, really tiny now, so we won't be taking peektures yet. We don't wanna scare them.

Okay end of story of the hammies.

Anyway, the world is in a lot of turmoil right now, and I know efurryone is keeping their paws crossed fur the victims of Japan. But Chubbs isn't looking very good right now, and it'll mean a lot if you keep him in your thoughts and have your paws crossed fur him too.

(Chubbs has been scratching a lot, and had a little scab on his skin, so I brought him down to the vet to check if there were mites on him, and also to check on his eye - he's been tearing a lot on one eye, and the area around that eye is balding. Dr. Tan couldn't find any mites, but gave him the medication for mites, just in case, and prescribed a tear drop for his eye. He doesn't scratch as much now, but the scab is still there. And Chubbs is not reacting well to the tear drop, so I stopped. He's got a little scab at his eye area too, and he just looks so weak, and has been sleeping so much. Sometimes, when he sleeps and when I call him, and he doesn't respond, my heart skips a million beats, because he is SO old for a little hamster... It'll mean so much to me if you could keep him in your thoughts. Thanks.)


Okay, another long rant by A... Um, anyway, since Chubbs isn't feeling that well, maybe you should give him some kissies by the kissing booth! Hehe. & get in line fur Fluffy, you don't get to kiss a Golden Syrian Hamster efurryday.

Of course, you get to kiss the guitarist of PawsBang, only at the kissing booth. Don't miss your chance now!

Get in line, ladies~

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