Oh Crap....Part 2

Well......it's official. A hamster is a terrible birthday gift for a 3 year old. *Malea....take the hint!*

He was great for the first 36 hours. The exercise ball was funny as hell and he is definitely one of those cracked out hamsters.

Hammy is a terrifying flesh eating rodent from hell! He bit GG on her index finger this morning and apparently she is a bleeder! That tiny little flesh wound bled forever & I was convinced there was a chunk missing.....but it was actually just a tiny little bite mark.

GG was pissed to no end and she even tried to cinvience me that Hammy would make an excellent toy for the cats. The funniest thing was the telephone conversation she had with Kid Sister. It went went something like this:

GG: Kid Sister you come take this Hammy Hamster back to store and buy me dat lizard!

Kid Sister: Oh No...what happened?

GG: Hammy dis try bite my finger off!

Kid Sister: Oh no....are you okay?

GG: NO! I dis alllll bloody and I want dat lizard now.

Things have calmed down since our crazy ass morning. GG has made amends with Hammy but she is still insistent that Kid Sister is bringing her a fricking lizard to her birthday party tomorrow.