Whoopdedoo

Hamster

In the shade

Fripper’s on a roll

Last night all of Italy decided to spam the server, res­ult­ing in a quite stressed Al and a very dis­ap­poin­ted Frip­per who had to make do with my com­pany as he ran around. And me? I am BORING. I never do any­thing inter­est­ing like build things or take things apart on the floor. We made do by play­ing “Sarah tries to take a photo of the ham­ster in his ball while the ham­ster tries to run into the cam­era” but it turns out to be not as inter­est­ing a game as you’d ima­gine and he was off after a few blurry shots.

This time last year…

When we took him through to Glas­gow for his last hol­i­day, it was claimed that babysit­ting Frip­per is, “scar­ier than look­ing after [my] actual baby would be”. This is true. I couldn’t have Frip­per and a baby, because the baby could never com­pete. But just because the boy pees in a potty and gets a treat every single night when going to bed (and a feast on his birth­day) and yes, we maybe checked flats we were view­ing for how hamster-manoeuverable the door­ways were, doesn’t mean he’s spoilt. It just means he lucked out so hard the day we walked into the pet shop.

Mind you, does that look like the face of a ham­ster who thinks he lucked out?

Never let your hamster drive your car

Toothpaste For Dinner

“No mat­ter how much they insist, never ever let your ham­ster try to drive your car.”

I don’t see why not — it would be totally cute. In fact, it would prob­ably look some­thing like this…

Vrrrm... beep! Beep! Get out of the way!

Fritzovision

Every day on my way to uni I pass a char­ity shop. Out­side it on Tues­day, was a big box full of ham­ster toys and, des­pite the fact that I was already late, I headed in and nabbed it for Fritz. In the end it turns out that I paid £7.50 for about £100 worth of ham­ster won­der­land (there was a huge amount of Rota­stack stuff that I might one day set up as a cage but in the mean­time will just make tube mazes with. It’s like Lego for ham­ster own­ers.) includ­ing a ham­ster car. If you’re won­der­ing what a ham­ster car is, exactly, let me tell you: it’s a device for mak­ing humans happy. Wit­ness exhibit A:

 

Clearly, ham­ster cars are the best things ever. Clearly, mak­ing films of ham­sters is an excel­lent way to avoid work­ing. And clearly, I giggle like a maniac.