Let's start off with the classic - the wheel. When you people out there think hamsters, you no doubt think of us in wheels. Well, the sterotype's true - we LOVE them!!
This is a funny little blue thing. I have a feeling that Ray wanted me to use it as a house, but to me it makes a great toilet!
Not much more to say, I guess, other than....
PEEKABOO!! hehehe.
Many people ask me "Homer, do hamsters get colds?" Well, the answer to this is yes. Here you can see me blowing my nose on a tissue.
(Note: Homer is actually storing paper in his pouches for easy carrying. He doesn't actually have a cold)
There's that Ray person out there. Earlier today he callously destroyed my nest. I guess I'll show you later how to rebuild one.
Ok, maybe I'm being a bit harsh on the guy - he didn't purposely destroy my nest, he was checking I hadn't been a bad boy and stored too much fresh food. I hadn't, though - I'm a good boy!
Ok, so let's start getting this place hamster-shape! First this is to start moving all this lovely paper stuff to my new building site.
Luckilly, being a hamster, I don't have to get planning permission for this.
Aha! This discarded kitchen roll tube will make for a fantastic front entrance.
The junk Ray just leaves around in here is terrible (but I love it!)
GAH!!! Who put my favourite lump of wood in here? Be back in five, just doing a bit of removal work!
Ray: Wasn't me! <evil grin>
Right, that's that cleared.
Now back to a bit more work getting this nest together.
Ray: Err, Homer - was that you chewed up that perfectly good other kitchen roll tube?
You can't prove anything! It was.. someone else! <scampers off looking guilty>
For those bits of paper too big for carrying in your mouth (what do you mean you don't carry building materials in your mouth? You odd person), I have to get down and dirty and drag it across the room!
Right, I'm off to get this big bit over here now, too. Scavenging is my middle name!
After we've collected our paper in our mouthes, we spit it all back out again, and it goes towards making a lovely little house.
No, of course I don't find that disgusting!
Right, that's the new bachelor pad built, now time to go and get me some food in stock.
Here is the hamster equivalent of a supermarket. That great big hand called Ray refills it for me every day or so.
Five minutes, and two great big fat pouches later, I'm finished shopping and it's time to go home.
No, I'm not inviting people round for a party tonight, I'm just a very greedy hamster. :)
Here's my bum as I rush back into my finished nest to drop off my daily shopping.
(In case you were wondering why I didn't use the front door, it's because that nasty Ray put my block back in the tube.)
Ray: <Innocent shrug>
Anyway, that's the basics of how us hamsters live.
Goodnight, everyone!
