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The hamster is still missing. By this point I’ve decided to accept that I may never know what happened to her. I’m not really mad at the kitten because it was in his nature to ‘hunt’ the hamster. However, I just wish my confidence that the screen on the cage would hold his weight. Should have made sure Sidney could not sit on top of Rosco’s cage.
I’ll miss the little hamster the size of a ping-pong ball, a fluffy ping-pong ball.
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The hamster is missing…
And kitten is banned from my room.
Found the screen fallen into the cage. Most likely scenario is Doom got too big for sitting on top of the cage. No sign of the hamster. Could be alive, but likely I won’t be able to find Rosco.
Poor Rosco, not sure if you’re alive or dead. Just, damn, Doom you’re a bad kitty.
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So, the kitten knocked over the hamster’s cage this morning. Thank goodness I decided to get a reptile terrarium for Rosco instead of an actual hamster cage. The top is like a plastic container’s lid, so it stays in place quite well and didn’t fall off.
But, still, Sidney Doom-Cat, you blasted better behave. Rosco does not deserve your incessant predatory attention.
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Extra, Extra: Hamster no longer a secret!
As the headline states my secret hamster is no longer a secret. Thought it best to reveal my hamster’s existence to my mother. I wanted to because I felt no need to keep Rosco a secret any more.
I got the hamster on an impulse but also I needed something that I had to take care of where no one else could. In order to keep Rosco alive I had to feed her, provide for her, water her, and give her treats. However, this was back in the summer.
Now, by telling my mother, I can provide for her more. I can get a cage that is kitten-proof. (Right now I have the 4th, 6th, and 7th Harry Potter and The Historian books sitting on top of the cover to Rosco’s aquarium to keep Doom-Cat out.) I can also buy a wholesale bag of bedding. But I did not tell mom of her existence so I can buy large items and not have to lie about what they are for.
I wanted to tell mom because it wasn’t necessary to keep my hamster a secret. The reason I bought her isn’t affecting me now; at least not in the same way. I’m over my late cat’s death. I no longer want to disappear as I did then.
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