Squirty was the first hamster, and my very own first pet. She was a gift for my eighth birthday. We went to a local pet store in a shopping center in Fort Myers, FL where there were lots of hamsters all crammed into one big glass aquarium. It was hard picking, but I made my choice on this poor little black, white, and cream hamster that was being bullied and "sat on". I thought I would give him a nice home where he wouldn't be picked on by all of the other hamsters, especially the big one "afflicting" him.
As it turns out, he was actually a she, and she was actually pregnant. Early life lessons! Within a week of bringing her home, I passed by her cage in the morning and saw pink little babies squirming around in the bedding with her. Squirty had a total of five babies. Sadly, none of them survived very long.
I thought Squirty seemed a little lonely without her deceased pups. So Dad surprised me with another hamster that I named Blondie. She was ornery right from the start and chewed through the box provided by the pet store and getting loose in Dad's pickup truck on the way home. This never happened with any other hamster before or after. As it was, Dad had bought her in the evening on his way home from work and it was winter when the sun goes down early. So while driving home from the pet store around 7pm, he stopped at an intersection. Since it's Florida, he's wearing sandals, and he feels something brush up against his foot, and realizes this hamster is loose in the dark. Dad had to try and catch her not knowing what Blondie was going to do next down by the pedals! He was afraid to open the door and get out of the car in fear the hamster would jump out. He pulled over once he cleared the intersection and began rummaging around with his feet on the seats, trying to catch our newest hamster. Eventually, he did, and her infamous escape act was never forgotten. Blondie would escape at home many more times.
He brought her home to me and I named her Blondie, as she was a pale blonde hamster with white stripe across her center. She was a big girl too! We put her in the Habitrail with Squirty to keep company, but they fought. Squirty, who was getting the worst of it, stopped and looked up at us with a pleading, betrayed look. Another life lesson: hamsters didn't like company (well unless it's mating season). We had to separate both hamsters in different Habitrails.
Squirty passed away while I was at school one day in 1999. Dad picked me up as he did everyday and said he had bad news for me. Without thinking at all, the words "Squirty's dead" came out of my mouth. The revelation (and my unexplained awareness of her passing) stunned us both. We put her inside of an ornate, plastic box and buried her under my favorite climbing tree in the backyard.
After Squirty's passing, we purchased Speedy. He was our first of many male hamsters, named for his love of the wheel. Speedy was an angora, very similar to Squirty in coloration, but with much longer hair. Speedy was much more gentle than his predecessors, but he still liked to do his little escape acts with Blondie. They had good times together.
Sadly, what went on in the front of Dad's truck would prove prophetic as Blondie's life would end in the truck on our move back to Maryland, while passing through Georgia in October of 2000. She was buried in Ridgefield, GA behind a nice motel where we were staying.
Upon relocating in Ocean City, MD, we opted to give Speedy a new friend, so we purchased another hamster at the Safari pet store in Rehobeth, Delaware. He was the closest to the traditional "golden" teddy bear hamster and he was probably the biggest we've had. At first, Squicky (Squeaky) had a hard time adjusting to his new life. He liked to get a piece of flesh out of anyone who picked him up, but after lots of TLC, he easily became one of my most beloved pets. Squicky loved to explore and wasn't happy to just be kept in a single place.
We moved to Ellicott City, MD with both hamsters safely and Dad and I created a "Hamster Hershey Park" out of a large storage tub with holes cut out for the tubes to weave in between the outer and inner wall. Dad did all of the construction with a drill bit that made holes, like the kind to create holes for door knobs. Speedy and Squicky were good pals but all good things in life must pass. Speedy left us in the winter and was given a small service with my friends out in the back of the woods by a small stream that fed into the Patapsco River.
Squicky, once a lively rascal, settled into his old age. I had an intuitive feeling he was at the end of his life one evening and held him as a I cried for the impending loss of my precious baby. He crawled along the top of my shirt and licked the salty tears off of my face. Yes, Squicky was an angel who made his goodbyes, and he passed that night as I slept. Speedy and Squicky were buried close together, as they were in real life.
The next hamster who came into our lives following the passing of Speedy was a special hamster named Snowball. A beautiful white coated hamster, very dainty and cute. Snowball had a few issues with his living adjustments and continuously piled up his hoard and bedding underneath the water bottle thereby draining it over and over again. His life concluded much sooner than we had expected. His passing was sudden, but not without a strange precursor of his spirit leaving me in a dream the night before.
Charcoal was our last hamster in this line before our rabbit, Knihblyr (Nibbler) was adopted into our family. Charky, as was his nickname, was a panda colored hamster and enjoyed more solidarity than the previous hamsters as we doted on him exclusively after Snowball's passing. He went to the rainbow bridge the summer of 2004 while I was visiting relatives in Florida, and was buried in a tin canister out back by the other three before him.
About ten years passed without anymore hamsters.
Then one day in June 2013 we found Ace-buddy who was a Roborovski dwarf Hamster at Pet Smart in Dover DE. We bought him and he joined the family. He was maybe the cutest little hamster of all because he wouldn't really bite . He just nibbled or licked your hands. Ace had a good run in the hamster wheel of life before he passed away in the winter of 2015. He had gotten a bad cold and I put him in my sock to help keep him warm in his cage. Ace liked my smell and it relaxed him enough to cross over and join our animal friends on the other side.
On September 18th, 2017, Dad happened to be at the PetSmart in Millsboro, DE when a special little hamster with a white spot on her head came over to get his attention. That prompted us to adopt Jo. She was a dwarf hamster and much like her previous family, she never bit anyone. Jo was so smart, she never made waste outside of her cage, learned the word "pecan" and practiced with some success at numbers, counting her nuts with us. She even learned her way around her room so fast that she tried to outsmart us on occasion! Jo was a blessing with every moment she had to give. She left to join our past friends in the great beyond on December 12th, 2018.
As it turns out, he was actually a she, and she was actually pregnant. Early life lessons! Within a week of bringing her home, I passed by her cage in the morning and saw pink little babies squirming around in the bedding with her. Squirty had a total of five babies. Sadly, none of them survived very long.
I thought Squirty seemed a little lonely without her deceased pups. So Dad surprised me with another hamster that I named Blondie. She was ornery right from the start and chewed through the box provided by the pet store and getting loose in Dad's pickup truck on the way home. This never happened with any other hamster before or after. As it was, Dad had bought her in the evening on his way home from work and it was winter when the sun goes down early. So while driving home from the pet store around 7pm, he stopped at an intersection. Since it's Florida, he's wearing sandals, and he feels something brush up against his foot, and realizes this hamster is loose in the dark. Dad had to try and catch her not knowing what Blondie was going to do next down by the pedals! He was afraid to open the door and get out of the car in fear the hamster would jump out. He pulled over once he cleared the intersection and began rummaging around with his feet on the seats, trying to catch our newest hamster. Eventually, he did, and her infamous escape act was never forgotten. Blondie would escape at home many more times.
He brought her home to me and I named her Blondie, as she was a pale blonde hamster with white stripe across her center. She was a big girl too! We put her in the Habitrail with Squirty to keep company, but they fought. Squirty, who was getting the worst of it, stopped and looked up at us with a pleading, betrayed look. Another life lesson: hamsters didn't like company (well unless it's mating season). We had to separate both hamsters in different Habitrails.
Squirty passed away while I was at school one day in 1999. Dad picked me up as he did everyday and said he had bad news for me. Without thinking at all, the words "Squirty's dead" came out of my mouth. The revelation (and my unexplained awareness of her passing) stunned us both. We put her inside of an ornate, plastic box and buried her under my favorite climbing tree in the backyard.
After Squirty's passing, we purchased Speedy. He was our first of many male hamsters, named for his love of the wheel. Speedy was an angora, very similar to Squirty in coloration, but with much longer hair. Speedy was much more gentle than his predecessors, but he still liked to do his little escape acts with Blondie. They had good times together.
Sadly, what went on in the front of Dad's truck would prove prophetic as Blondie's life would end in the truck on our move back to Maryland, while passing through Georgia in October of 2000. She was buried in Ridgefield, GA behind a nice motel where we were staying.
Upon relocating in Ocean City, MD, we opted to give Speedy a new friend, so we purchased another hamster at the Safari pet store in Rehobeth, Delaware. He was the closest to the traditional "golden" teddy bear hamster and he was probably the biggest we've had. At first, Squicky (Squeaky) had a hard time adjusting to his new life. He liked to get a piece of flesh out of anyone who picked him up, but after lots of TLC, he easily became one of my most beloved pets. Squicky loved to explore and wasn't happy to just be kept in a single place.
We moved to Ellicott City, MD with both hamsters safely and Dad and I created a "Hamster Hershey Park" out of a large storage tub with holes cut out for the tubes to weave in between the outer and inner wall. Dad did all of the construction with a drill bit that made holes, like the kind to create holes for door knobs. Speedy and Squicky were good pals but all good things in life must pass. Speedy left us in the winter and was given a small service with my friends out in the back of the woods by a small stream that fed into the Patapsco River.
Squicky, once a lively rascal, settled into his old age. I had an intuitive feeling he was at the end of his life one evening and held him as a I cried for the impending loss of my precious baby. He crawled along the top of my shirt and licked the salty tears off of my face. Yes, Squicky was an angel who made his goodbyes, and he passed that night as I slept. Speedy and Squicky were buried close together, as they were in real life.
The next hamster who came into our lives following the passing of Speedy was a special hamster named Snowball. A beautiful white coated hamster, very dainty and cute. Snowball had a few issues with his living adjustments and continuously piled up his hoard and bedding underneath the water bottle thereby draining it over and over again. His life concluded much sooner than we had expected. His passing was sudden, but not without a strange precursor of his spirit leaving me in a dream the night before.
Charcoal was our last hamster in this line before our rabbit, Knihblyr (Nibbler) was adopted into our family. Charky, as was his nickname, was a panda colored hamster and enjoyed more solidarity than the previous hamsters as we doted on him exclusively after Snowball's passing. He went to the rainbow bridge the summer of 2004 while I was visiting relatives in Florida, and was buried in a tin canister out back by the other three before him.
About ten years passed without anymore hamsters.
Then one day in June 2013 we found Ace-buddy who was a Roborovski dwarf Hamster at Pet Smart in Dover DE. We bought him and he joined the family. He was maybe the cutest little hamster of all because he wouldn't really bite . He just nibbled or licked your hands. Ace had a good run in the hamster wheel of life before he passed away in the winter of 2015. He had gotten a bad cold and I put him in my sock to help keep him warm in his cage. Ace liked my smell and it relaxed him enough to cross over and join our animal friends on the other side.
On September 18th, 2017, Dad happened to be at the PetSmart in Millsboro, DE when a special little hamster with a white spot on her head came over to get his attention. That prompted us to adopt Jo. She was a dwarf hamster and much like her previous family, she never bit anyone. Jo was so smart, she never made waste outside of her cage, learned the word "pecan" and practiced with some success at numbers, counting her nuts with us. She even learned her way around her room so fast that she tried to outsmart us on occasion! Jo was a blessing with every moment she had to give. She left to join our past friends in the great beyond on December 12th, 2018.
Squirty was the first hamster, and my very own first pet. She was a gift for my eighth birthday. We went to a local pet store in a shopping center in Fort Myers, FL where there were lots of hamsters all crammed into one big glass aquarium. It was hard picking, but I made my choice on this poor little black, white, and cream hamster that was being bullied and "sat on". I thought I would give him a nice home where he wouldn't be picked on by all of the other hamsters, especially the big one "afflicting" him.
As it turns out, he was actually a she, and she was actually pregnant. Early life lessons! Within a week of bringing her home, I passed by her cage in the morning and saw pink little babies squirming around in the bedding with her. Squirty had a total of five babies. Sadly, none of them survived very long.
I thought Squirty seemed a little lonely without her deceased pups. So Dad surprised me with another hamster that I named Blondie. She was ornery right from the start and chewed through the box provided by the pet store and getting loose in Dad's pickup truck on the way home. This never happened with any other hamster before or after. As it was, Dad had bought her in the evening on his way home from work and it was winter when the sun goes down early. So while driving home from the pet store around 7pm, he stopped at an intersection. Since it's Florida, he's wearing sandals, and he feels something brush up against his foot, and realizes this hamster is loose in the dark. Dad had to try and catch her not knowing what Blondie was going to do next down by the pedals! He was afraid to open the door and get out of the car in fear the hamster would jump out. He pulled over once he cleared the intersection and began rummaging around with his feet on the seats, trying to catch our newest hamster. Eventually, he did, and her infamous escape act was never forgotten. Blondie would escape at home many more times.
He brought her home to me and I named her Blondie, as she was a pale blonde hamster with white stripe across her center. She was a big girl too! We put her in the Habitrail with Squirty to keep company, but they fought. Squirty, who was getting the worst of it, stopped and looked up at us with a pleading, betrayed look. Another life lesson: hamsters didn't like company (well unless it's mating season). We had to separate both hamsters in different Habitrails.
Squirty passed away while I was at school one day in 1999. Dad picked me up as he did everyday and said he had bad news for me. Without thinking at all, the words "Squirty's dead" came out of my mouth. The revelation (and my unexplained awareness of her passing) stunned us both. We put her inside of an ornate, plastic box and buried her under my favorite climbing tree in the backyard.
After Squirty's passing, we purchased Speedy. He was our first of many male hamsters, named for his love of the wheel. Speedy was an angora, very similar to Squirty in coloration, but with much longer hair. Speedy was much more gentle than his predecessors, but he still liked to do his little escape acts with Blondie. They had good times together.
Sadly, what went on in the front of Dad's truck would prove prophetic as Blondie's life would end in the truck on our move back to Maryland, while passing through Georgia in October of 2000. She was buried in Ridgefield, GA behind a nice motel where we were staying.
Upon relocating in Ocean City, MD, we opted to give Speedy a new friend, so we purchased another hamster at the Safari pet store in Rehobeth, Delaware. He was the closest to the traditional "golden" teddy bear hamster and he was probably the biggest we've had. At first, Squicky (Squeaky) had a hard time adjusting to his new life. He liked to get a piece of flesh out of anyone who picked him up, but after lots of TLC, he easily became one of my most beloved pets. Squicky loved to explore and wasn't happy to just be kept in a single place.
We moved to Ellicott City, MD with both hamsters safely and Dad and I created a "Hamster Hershey Park" out of a large storage tub with holes cut out for the tubes to weave in between the outer and inner wall. Dad did all of the construction with a drill bit that made holes, like the kind to create holes for door knobs. Speedy and Squicky were good pals but all good things in life must pass. Speedy left us in the winter and was given a small service with my friends out in the back of the woods by a small stream that fed into the Patapsco River.
Squicky, once a lively rascal, settled into his old age. I had an intuitive feeling he was at the end of his life one evening and held him as a I cried for the impending loss of my precious baby. He crawled along the top of my shirt and licked the salty tears off of my face. Yes, Squicky was an angel who made his goodbyes, and he passed that night as I slept. Speedy and Squicky were buried close together, as they were in real life.
The next hamster who came into our lives following the passing of Speedy was a special hamster named Snowball. A beautiful white coated hamster, very dainty and cute. Snowball had a few issues with his living adjustments and continuously piled up his hoard and bedding underneath the water bottle thereby draining it over and over again. His life concluded much sooner than we had expected. His passing was sudden, but not without a strange precursor of his spirit leaving me in a dream the night before.
Charcoal was our last hamster in this line before our rabbit, Knihblyr (Nibbler) was adopted into our family. Charky, as was his nickname, was a panda colored hamster and enjoyed more solidarity than the previous hamsters as we doted on him exclusively after Snowball's passing. He went to the rainbow bridge the summer of 2004 while I was visiting relatives in Florida, and was buried in a tin canister out back by the other three before him.
About ten years passed without anymore hamsters.
Then one day in June 2013 we found Ace-buddy who was a Roborovski dwarf Hamster at Pet Smart in Dover DE. We bought him and he joined the family. He was maybe the cutest little hamster of all because he wouldn't really bite . He just nibbled or licked your hands. Ace had a good run in the hamster wheel of life before he passed away in the winter of 2015. He had gotten a bad cold and I put him in my sock to help keep him warm in his cage. Ace liked my smell and it relaxed him enough to cross over and join our animal friends on the other side.
On September 18th, 2017, Dad happened to be at the PetSmart in Millsboro, DE when a special little hamster with a white spot on her head came over to get his attention. That prompted us to adopt Jo. She was a dwarf hamster and much like her previous family, she never bit anyone. Jo was so smart, she never made waste outside of her cage, learned the word "pecan" and practiced with some success at numbers, counting her nuts with us. She even learned her way around her room so fast that she tried to outsmart us on occasion! Jo was a blessing with every moment she had to give. She left to join our past friends in the great beyond on December 12th, 2018.
As it turns out, he was actually a she, and she was actually pregnant. Early life lessons! Within a week of bringing her home, I passed by her cage in the morning and saw pink little babies squirming around in the bedding with her. Squirty had a total of five babies. Sadly, none of them survived very long.
I thought Squirty seemed a little lonely without her deceased pups. So Dad surprised me with another hamster that I named Blondie. She was ornery right from the start and chewed through the box provided by the pet store and getting loose in Dad's pickup truck on the way home. This never happened with any other hamster before or after. As it was, Dad had bought her in the evening on his way home from work and it was winter when the sun goes down early. So while driving home from the pet store around 7pm, he stopped at an intersection. Since it's Florida, he's wearing sandals, and he feels something brush up against his foot, and realizes this hamster is loose in the dark. Dad had to try and catch her not knowing what Blondie was going to do next down by the pedals! He was afraid to open the door and get out of the car in fear the hamster would jump out. He pulled over once he cleared the intersection and began rummaging around with his feet on the seats, trying to catch our newest hamster. Eventually, he did, and her infamous escape act was never forgotten. Blondie would escape at home many more times.
He brought her home to me and I named her Blondie, as she was a pale blonde hamster with white stripe across her center. She was a big girl too! We put her in the Habitrail with Squirty to keep company, but they fought. Squirty, who was getting the worst of it, stopped and looked up at us with a pleading, betrayed look. Another life lesson: hamsters didn't like company (well unless it's mating season). We had to separate both hamsters in different Habitrails.
Squirty passed away while I was at school one day in 1999. Dad picked me up as he did everyday and said he had bad news for me. Without thinking at all, the words "Squirty's dead" came out of my mouth. The revelation (and my unexplained awareness of her passing) stunned us both. We put her inside of an ornate, plastic box and buried her under my favorite climbing tree in the backyard.
After Squirty's passing, we purchased Speedy. He was our first of many male hamsters, named for his love of the wheel. Speedy was an angora, very similar to Squirty in coloration, but with much longer hair. Speedy was much more gentle than his predecessors, but he still liked to do his little escape acts with Blondie. They had good times together.
Sadly, what went on in the front of Dad's truck would prove prophetic as Blondie's life would end in the truck on our move back to Maryland, while passing through Georgia in October of 2000. She was buried in Ridgefield, GA behind a nice motel where we were staying.
Upon relocating in Ocean City, MD, we opted to give Speedy a new friend, so we purchased another hamster at the Safari pet store in Rehobeth, Delaware. He was the closest to the traditional "golden" teddy bear hamster and he was probably the biggest we've had. At first, Squicky (Squeaky) had a hard time adjusting to his new life. He liked to get a piece of flesh out of anyone who picked him up, but after lots of TLC, he easily became one of my most beloved pets. Squicky loved to explore and wasn't happy to just be kept in a single place.
We moved to Ellicott City, MD with both hamsters safely and Dad and I created a "Hamster Hershey Park" out of a large storage tub with holes cut out for the tubes to weave in between the outer and inner wall. Dad did all of the construction with a drill bit that made holes, like the kind to create holes for door knobs. Speedy and Squicky were good pals but all good things in life must pass. Speedy left us in the winter and was given a small service with my friends out in the back of the woods by a small stream that fed into the Patapsco River.
Squicky, once a lively rascal, settled into his old age. I had an intuitive feeling he was at the end of his life one evening and held him as a I cried for the impending loss of my precious baby. He crawled along the top of my shirt and licked the salty tears off of my face. Yes, Squicky was an angel who made his goodbyes, and he passed that night as I slept. Speedy and Squicky were buried close together, as they were in real life.
The next hamster who came into our lives following the passing of Speedy was a special hamster named Snowball. A beautiful white coated hamster, very dainty and cute. Snowball had a few issues with his living adjustments and continuously piled up his hoard and bedding underneath the water bottle thereby draining it over and over again. His life concluded much sooner than we had expected. His passing was sudden, but not without a strange precursor of his spirit leaving me in a dream the night before.
Charcoal was our last hamster in this line before our rabbit, Knihblyr (Nibbler) was adopted into our family. Charky, as was his nickname, was a panda colored hamster and enjoyed more solidarity than the previous hamsters as we doted on him exclusively after Snowball's passing. He went to the rainbow bridge the summer of 2004 while I was visiting relatives in Florida, and was buried in a tin canister out back by the other three before him.
About ten years passed without anymore hamsters.
Then one day in June 2013 we found Ace-buddy who was a Roborovski dwarf Hamster at Pet Smart in Dover DE. We bought him and he joined the family. He was maybe the cutest little hamster of all because he wouldn't really bite . He just nibbled or licked your hands. Ace had a good run in the hamster wheel of life before he passed away in the winter of 2015. He had gotten a bad cold and I put him in my sock to help keep him warm in his cage. Ace liked my smell and it relaxed him enough to cross over and join our animal friends on the other side.
On September 18th, 2017, Dad happened to be at the PetSmart in Millsboro, DE when a special little hamster with a white spot on her head came over to get his attention. That prompted us to adopt Jo. She was a dwarf hamster and much like her previous family, she never bit anyone. Jo was so smart, she never made waste outside of her cage, learned the word "pecan" and practiced with some success at numbers, counting her nuts with us. She even learned her way around her room so fast that she tried to outsmart us on occasion! Jo was a blessing with every moment she had to give. She left to join our past friends in the great beyond on December 12th, 2018.
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