Meet our latest house guest (okay, that's not really him, but it might as well be. Not much variation in the hamster species). He's been dropped a few times. Kicked while running around inside his "ball" on the hardwood. He's peed and pooped on the floor. He's been squeezed by an overzealous 2-year-old. And his biggest fan has even declared him to be cuter than the baby. Poor Eve. She's been replaced by a rodent.
Mr. Sweets will only be staying with us for a month or so, until the next shift comes along to take over our duties as kindergarten class hamster babysitters. Until then, I think my kids' dreams of owning a dog have been quelled by his presence. Anna's already complained about having to clean his cage out - maybe this will be the beginning of the end of their begging for a puppy.
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