Over on Mr. Lady’s blog she wrote about her kids getting a hamster. I love pets. We have 2 cats, and a dog.
My sons, though, have never had pets. Their mother didn’t like animals. So imagine my surprise when the youngest one, aged 18 calls me to tell me that he is getting a hamster.
I don’t see anything good coming out of this.
This is the child who has a hard enough time keeping track of himself, much less another sentient being. I am envisioning the withered corpse of a rodent in a cage in my sons room.
Not a pretty sight.
Namaste.
February 7th, 2008 at 12:47 pm
They take a long time to wither. Just ask the dead one on my porch in a box waiting for over a month to get buried.
Is it wrong to just slip it in the trash? :)
February 7th, 2008 at 1:46 pm
Any local dumpster is more than appropriate. Then a weighted shoe box can serve as the official casket.
Namaste.
February 7th, 2008 at 11:08 pm
he’s begging me to get him one for valentine’s day. does a pooping rodent really represent love?…i don’t know…
February 8th, 2008 at 7:48 am
Maybe if it were a dog instead of a rat. Of course you would have to get the dog past his mother, who hates animals. Well, she doesn’t hate them, she just does not want them sharing her living space. And I really don’t think that Mike fully understands what it means to take care of this small, furry beast.
Good luck with this one, chica.
Namaste.
February 11th, 2008 at 4:00 pm
fine dont get me the hamster obviously im not old enough to take care of something that needs food and water like once every two days. im 19 years old i can take care of a hamster
February 12th, 2008 at 8:17 am
Sounding a little petulant, aren’t we Mike? And “something that needs food and water like once every two days?” You need a fish, dude.
Love,
Dad