So, I finally confirmed what I already felt in my heart....PeeWee was a boy, and the other one, whose name has not yet arrived in my conscious thought, was a girl. Laws of hamster nature declare that two boys will not get along very well, and since I can't be raising hamsters, it had to be two girls, or just the one....left all alone. She (who I temporarily named Pikachu) and PeeWee had such good chemistry. They frolicked for hours in the exercise ball, and when they were tired, they curled up together, two little babies with no care in the world but how to get their little ball around a pair of my sandals.
Goodbye, PeeWee. May you find a happy home somewhere else...
Meanwhile, poor Pikachu is a dwarf hamster, and naturally social. It apparently shortens their lifespan and makes them tempermental to be left alone, so I had to get her a friend. The only girl there was a white one, who lived all alone in a cage, probably because she's such an ornery coot. She's almost full grown, not as cute, and I just don't feel the same way about her as I did PeeWee, which is why I might name her Cruella DeVille. Hope it doesn't give her a complex.
They were duking it out earlier, or more like "Cruella" was chasing Pikachu around, making some awful racket. It must be hard to duke it out with someone threatening your territory, when you sound like a squeaker toy. I've been *gently* beating them off of each other with various hamster-y items to keep me from being bitten in the fray. So far to them the Hand of God is a toilet paper roll.
Anyways, I've put them both in the Ball of Neutrality, for them to sort out their differences. It's going well, they've both stopped running around, and are now grooming. I turned on the heater, and since the heat comes up through the floor, maybe it'll make them drowsy and they'll both fall asleep. If they don't sort out their feminine differences within a couple of days, Cruella's going back.
No comments:
Post a Comment