some years ago i had a hamsternamed Reggie the Veggie. He was very athletic and would climb the bars of his cage and then cross the roof of the cage upside down, finishing above his little house, where he would do a back flip and land the right way up on the roof.
He was a bit thick though. His little house was a yellow plastic cube with a roof-shaped lid and a little Playschool arch opening at the front for a door. When given treats he would pouch them and head for the house where he would dump them. One day we discovered a new hamster treat, which was about the size and shape of a decent cigar. He could just get his little fangs round it to pick it up, but no way was it a poucher, it was a take it away and nibble it kind of thing.
So he heads for the house, carrying it in his mouth. *Thud* 'I normally fit through this door.' *Thud* 'Try again' *Thud* and so on, until eventually he shimmied it in end first. Oh how we laughed.
We laughed even more when we gave him the next one and saw the process repeated - he never did learn...
(He was a bit thick though. His little house was a yellow plastic cube with a roof-shaped lid and a little Playschool arch opening at the front for a door. When given treats he would pouch them and head for the house where he would dump them. One day we discovered a new hamster treat, which was about the size and shape of a decent cigar. He could just get his little fangs round it to pick it up, but no way was it a poucher, it was a take it away and nibble it kind of thing.
So he heads for the house, carrying it in his mouth. *Thud* 'I normally fit through this door.' *Thud* 'Try again' *Thud* and so on, until eventually he shimmied it in end first. Oh how we laughed.
We laughed even more when we gave him the next one and saw the process repeated - he never did learn...
weevilstepmother,
Wed 15 Oct 2003, 13:08,
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