4am screams.........

I was awoken at 4am this morning to bloodcurdling screams from my 7 year old son Dane. He was in the bathroom standing in the tub pointing to a little bundle of fur on the bathroom rug. Sitting on the rug was the most terrified dwarf hamster you have ever seen.

Yes, Ne has finally returned home.

Back in the middle of December I bought the kids two baby dwarf hamsters. They were too small to have whole names so one became Ne and the other became Mo (NeMo). The first night in their dwarf hamster cage, Ne escaped. We looked everywhere. We set humane traps to catch him alive. For weeks we looked and hoped and finally accepted the fact that he was running where the wild things live.

Almost 30 days later.....there he was sitting on the rug in the bathroom shaking in terror as Dane screamed. I was able to pick him up and put him in a temporary cage. I will be going at lunch break and buying him a simple escape proof home (I can't put him back with Mo because of the time away and they will be too territorial and will probably fight).

I am sure there is a good moral lesson to be learned about not giving up on someone....maybe....but not right now, I am still drinking my coffee and trying to keep my blearly eyes open.