Monday, August 24, 2009

Hamster Races

Last weekend, I attended the second annual hamster races at Frank's pet shop. 20 rodents in plastic running-balls lining up against each other to be the fastest critter down the track.

There was a nine year-old boy screaming his head off, turning red, and smacking the floor in front of his 'ster. COME ON CRACKERS! He screeched.

Of course, now I want a hamster. I've wanted one since I found a bat in the daytime curled up on a tree branch at camp. I found it again the next day and it was dead. I took a slew of photos before realizing its living state. Its name was Stellaluna or Stella for short.

In a year I WILL have an adorable dwarf hamster. It will be Stella's pretend sissy, thus named Blanche.

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