Now I am not a squeemish girl about the pets we have but I don’t particularly enjoy touching them when i don’t have to. Three weeks ago I let the kids get a DEGU. That is like a hamster/rat/squirrel? mix. It’s cute for a rodent. They love it. They named it Hammy after the crazy squirrel on Over the Hedge. It looks like a squirrel in the face. The gross thing is the tail . . . it’s long like a rat but has some fur. Yuck.
So on to the words I dread . . .
I forced Sean off the computer to take some toys to his room (why is my kitchen island a magnet for toys?) He was mad and stomping. One second later I hear the panic “HAMMY”S OUT OF THE CAGE!!! HAMMY”S OUT OF THE CAGE!! MOM HELP!!!!” This is where I always get Lauren. I knocked loudly and waving franticly on the window to get her attention outside on the trampoline. She and Scott came running inside. Scott says “Mom, do you have a big surprise for us?” He thought that’s what my waving and excitement was. I put my hand to my mouth to say to be quiet and pointed to the corner where the trembling squirrel/rat/hamster was. Lauren quickly had him in her hands again. She swears she put the lid on the tank. . . and scott backs her up (which means nothing). It could have been Annie I guess or Talby (she’s done it before with Luke Skywalker Scott’s first hamster) But my mother’s intuition tells me it was Lauren.
If they hadn’t been home I don’t know that I could have caught him. Remember on “Christmas Vacation” when they try to catch the squirrel that was in their Christmas tree but whenever it moves they all scream and run. That’s what I do.
Here is the famous Degu . . . HAMMY. (Hamsquirat or Squiratster or Ramsquriell?)
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