Post by Clearskybudgies11 on Jan 23, 2015 18:34:56 GMT
I was overjoyed to find a hamster cage one day for my birthday. A few days later I went to a petstore to buy a hamster. All the hamsters were black and white, and there was one tiny hamster that I did not want to buy because it looked too young. I asked the cashier if they had panda bear hamsters, and he said they were all panda bear hamsters. I pointed at a young looking one, who ran into a hut. The cashier lifted the hut and grabbed one. He had not grabbed the one I had pointed at. Disappointed, I watched as he put it in a box and handed it to me, but I did not say anything. I brought it home. I put the box on its side with the hamster in it so the hamster could leave whenever, and covered the cage. The cage had stairs going up to another level, and more stairs going up to a ledge. While I waited for her to get used to the cage, I made a hanging bed for her. After she was used to her cage, I trained her to use a little potty I had bought her, and tried to teach her to do a agility course (I stopped doing it after a while because I got too busy and forgot about it). I started taking her outside, watching her run around and nibble on plants. Once or twice I have seen a eagle circling above us and had to take her inside. Two years later, she was no less active. She was active in the day more then the night, so she was quite a handful. One morning she wasn't there, but her cage door was closed. I found her later in the same room that her cage was in, then I tied the cage door closed. The next week, we had our old tenants dog over, and it wouldn't stop sniffing under our living room couch. We looked under it, and there was poor little Tippy, terrified. We moved the couch, and I put her back, seeing that she had chewed the string until it broke, but I hadn't noticed when I had fed her. So that night, I used a clip. It failed. The next day, we couldn't find her again. I looked everywhere, everyone looked everywhere. She was gone. That night, my sister heard scratching in a wall late at night, but I was asleep. She told me in the morning, and I was horrified. Tippy had gone into a hole behind the dryer, and fell down the wall into the basement wall. I used peanut butter, cucumber, carrot, everything, to try to lure her out. It failed. I tried cutting a ledge in a carrot, then typing a string around in the ledge, tying it to the dryer, and waiting. The carrot was gone in the morning. She must of been starving to work so hard. I felt terrible, and I left out food for her. My dad made a trap, it failed. She was in the wall for a total of three or four days, and none of us had thought of giving her water. One morning, my brother was washing dishes in the kitchen sink, and we heard a squeak and clacking of nails. And there was Tippy, in the recycling bin under the sink. She had gone there for water. Some of her nails were broken and covered with dried blood. I cleaned it off and stopped it from bleeding. I had never been so happy before when I found her. Right away I changed her water again, gave her some cucumbers with peanut butter, what she loves. I wiped her with a barely damp towel to, then covered her cage and let her sleep. The next few weeks, I gave her the best of care. One evening I went to give her some cucumber, and called her out of her hut. She didn't come. I called again. She didn't come. I lifted up the hut, and gently petted her on the head. She didn't move. I lifted her up and felt for her heartbeat. I couldn't find it. Devastated, I put her down, staring at the cucumber, hoping that she was in some weird type of hibernation. She wasn't. My mom, sister, and dad buried her. But I wasn't there. Later that day, I put a stone I had painted on her grave. I still can't believe shes gone.
About to cross into the garden, (I don't let her go in because she might get lost)
Her outside time! I'm always looking around for anything that might harm her
Sunflower seeds, thinly sliced carrot (not the peel!), cucumber and peanut butter.
About to cross into the garden, (I don't let her go in because she might get lost) Her outside time! I'm always looking around for anything that might harm herSunflower seeds, thinly sliced carrot (not the peel!), cucumber and peanut butter.
