My Hamster: Chester

The most lovable hamster in the world. The one with the shiniest and greatest color in the world. The one with the softest fur. The one who gets treats all the time. The one who gets to sleep all the time. The one who is loved.

See? Quite a blurry picture but still adorable.

Yes, yes. I clean your cage every week (of course) Chester. I even let you go around the house for a walk and give you treats, but why... oh why?

She bit meeeeeeeeee-

WHAT IN THE WORLD MADE YOU THINK YOU CAN BITE ME WHILE I WAS CLEANING YOUR CAGE? 

It hurt so damn much. Even if the bite was small, the wound is pretty deep. It wouldn't stop bleeding for minutes and my parents were all "We told you so!". My father then told me to wash it, and my mother told me to put on some alcohol. It worked. It didn't hurt as I expected it to.

I was cleaning her cage and transporting her from her big cage to the smaller one (meant for her temporary stay while I clean her cage), and it just so happens that I accidentally put in my thumb inside the cage while trying to put it in another room. She bit me then and there. I was screaming "FUUUUUUUUUUU-" while trying to ease the pain. I then scolded her while running around the house trying to find cottons. Sadly, we didn't have any band-aid. It wasn't my lucky day after all.

I finished cleaning her cage, even with a bleeding thumb. Bravo. 

The cage is all finished- well, not really.

Tadah! I didn't put the tubes in yet since it's too late now and it takes up about 2-3 hours just assembling. I'll do it tomorrow. I need to sleep now, so bye!