Hammiesessive

Human has been watching us very closely, enough to whip out a camera to take photos whenever we make fool of ourselves or when we're doing funny sleeping positions. Sigh. I wish she could just, you know, spend the time looking for more sunflower seeds so she could give us some? I already miss it very much.

Just check how two of my pups have a go at the wheel...together!

Good news! It seems that I'm actually a father to 7 hampups, and not only to 5, as previously reported. Human just recently discovered the 2 hampups hiding underneath the nest when she, for the first time, cleaned Qingzi's home, which has started to become a bit, let's just say, odoriferous.

Looking at them through the glass window of their home, it's apparent that they're becoming more independent, as days pass. And at the picture above, hampups have started learning how to use the water bottle. It'll be soon enough that they'll be feeding and drinking on their own, and less dependent on Qingzi's milk.

Can't wait to be able to meet my youngsters!

I dunno if the photo taken by Human is clear enough (she's such a camera noob, I apologize). But if you can see, there are 5 hampups remaining (who'll hopefully grow into beautiful hammies) and they've started growing their fur! Two of them looks like they're going to be as white as Qingzi, one who looks beautifully tawny like me (the one in the center), and two darker colored hampups.

I dunno where they got those dark pigments from. But human kept teasing me that maybe the ugly neighborhood mousy got a moment or two in with Qingzi (if you know what I mean).

Hah! Bad Human!

Maybe the two just got my grandpup's genes, who's darker in color.

OH NOES!!!!!!

I counted 'em little 'uns and they're only 7 as of today. Sigh.

Whoa!

So, that's why Qingzi's belly has gotten so huge, compared to her previous pregnancy. She gave birth to 9 hampups today.

I repeat, 9 HAMSTER PUPS!

Thank goodness, Human is here. Where am I going to get all the grains, milk, and water to feed all of those?

Though something tells me that it isn't going to be 11 for long (bad Qingzi), I'm still hoping that it could stay 11. But, that, of course, will depend on Qingzi's temperament.

Maybe I should post Hampup watch updates every now and then.

Now, who uploaded that video?!?! Grrrr

First was that, suddenly, I WAS a father. I thought that I wouldn't really want to be one. But thinking about it, I might as well be a good father, now that the kids are here.



But, alas, the bad news is that Qingzi lost her kids. All of them. 'Coz she ate 'em.

I dunno why she had to do that. I don't know whether I'll be mad at her or what for what she had done. But I just can't stay mad at her for a long time.

And now, I think, she may be pregnant again.

But will she do the same thing she had done with our firstborn hammies?

I'm so scared.

As for the other things that happened, they already pale in comparison to this. I can say no more.

Human told me that Qingzi just gave birth to 5 (or it seemed to Human) little pups this morning and that I'm the father of all these little red crawling creatures beneath Qingzi.

And I just can't f--kingly believe it!

I mean, how can they be so sure that I'm the father? The little pups don't even look like me.


They don't look like Qingzi either. Why are they hairless?

I wonder if there are paternity testing available for hamsters. Hmmm...

Well, now that I'm back from saving this blog from Qingzi's horrible blogging skills, I can post more embarrassing photos of her here and, of course, my adorable shots (because it's MY blog).


No wonder Qingzi's a much bigger hamster than I am (in body size, of course). She's been hoarding all the grains she could find the minute Human absentmindedly placed her on the food tub. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Hey Qingzi, exercise a little bit of restraint, yo!


And now there's her lovely mugshot. Her cheek pouches are full of grains. Human proceeded to get her back to her home so she could unload and eat, after which she'll be back to the Holding Area while Human cleans her home.


And like any other gluttonous hamster, she sleeps after having a huge meal.

This is Qingzi and I've finally discovered Coco's blog! And yeah, I also learned that he's been posting embarrassing photos of me like this one. So, to get back at him, let me show you one of his funnier photos:


Yup, he can sleep like that hanging on to tube with his balls gloriously hanging out. Ahahaha!

And let's not forget about this one too (though he's a lot younger in this photo, he doesn't even have those balls yet):


I hope he sees this and realize his embarrassing moments are already plastered all over the internet (and I hope he doesn't realize that he can delete the post anyway. Or maybe I should change the password, no?) Hihihi.


- Qingzi

This time, Human caught me using her laptop. Eeeeep!

Do you think she saw my blog account's password?

I don't know what has gotten into Human lately but, eversince she's bought that pink box with the little light flashing and a really huge black eye, she's been taking me out of my home more often and putting me in lots of places and then peering behind the pink box.

But I don't understand...a hamster in a wine glass?

Human has been keeping tab of how many days have already passed since she noted that Qingzi's been getting rounder at the bottom. She thought that maybe (just maybe) Qingzi's pregnant and that I'm the father. It still bewilders me as to how it could have happened, since I don't really like Qingzi that much (though she can be rather cute, especially during certain nights).

And so, Human has already crossed much of the little drawing boxes she kept on her desktop, but still, nothing's happening with Qingzi. She just keeps on gnawing on her cage bars (like any good hamster would) and hoarding her grains. And she's still round at the bottom. And very fluffy.

I think my Human just needs to realize that Qingzi's just fat. That's all. Sheesh.

Oh yeah, that sucks.

Just when I thought that the whole popped-the-porthole-and-escaped thing is just darn too easy, I got hindered by a huge, huge, huge door!


And so, even the place beyond the cage is also sealed. :-(

But that didn't stop me, actually. I figured after sitting on my hunches for hours that this door opens and closes, just like the door in my cage whenever Human appears near it. So, I decided to wait for Human to get near it again and run for freedom as it opens. Oh yeah, that sounds like a good plan.

After long hours of waiting, I've seen an opening. Yey! I ran as fast as I could. I almost got out but the door closed again! Why so? It's been only open for a nanosecond!

Well, when I looked up, I found out. I was being scooped up. Okay, no more hide and seek game anymore. Human found me. :-(

And the worst thing of all?


There goes freedom out of the window. Sigh.

I've heard from Human's discussions with the Booming Human that there's been increasing food prices in many places and that there are many who couldn't afford their food anymore, like in a far, far, far away place called Haiti that there are even sporadic wars fought just because people can't eat anymore.

If people ran out of food, then hamsters can do too! Though, I can't imagine any hamster not being able to have their bowl of carrots and lettuce in a day. That is so sad.

So, being a hamster with a social conscience, I, too, will do my share in this kind of situation:

Good thing Human gave us a burrow. I now store our excess food there. If I don't and leave it scattered in our beddings, it will get thrown away during the next cage cleaning. Hah, and Human thought that we're thinking there's an upcoming winter season, thus, the constant storage of food.


Now just look at that! That's what you call hard work!

Also, I'm glad that Qingzi's doing her fair share of the work, too.


But, it's really quite tiring, I must say. I go to sleep now.

So, Human thought Qingzi's so cute, prim, and proper? I say hell noes!



She ain't that poised all the time. Hehe.

Hah! And I thought the recent (or the not so recent) invasion of Qingzi in my once solo abode was the lowest time of my life. But no! I find it an abomination that something like this should exist:


That is a monstrosity called Baba. If those two eyes were black holes, it could have sucked me in. I shiver at the thought that its wet whiskers even touched the grills of my lovely cage (this is where Qingzi chimes in, "hey, it's my cage too!" Fine, whatever). And worse, there's someone like Human (only bigger and with a booming voice) who put that abomination there.

Nope, I will not succumb. I will hold my fort. This is my kingdom...

OH FCK! I GIVE UP! WHERE'S MY HUUUUUMMMMMAAAAAAANNNNNN! I'M SCARED!

For a time, because Pao Chi left and went to Hammieven, I've been Human's only hammie. It could get lonely at times, with only the cage bars and the exercise wheel to amuse me.

And yes, of course, the Nescafe box became my companion.

No, I'm not endorsing the product. Geez, I don't even drink coffee. Caffeine is very bad for hammie health, but it seems the Human is fond of drinking such that I'm surprised she hasn't turned coffee-colored yet.

I've gotten used to being on my own that I was surprised when, one night, Human came home with this:

"I brought you a friend," Human told me happily.

"What's that? Saw dust?" I looked up to her and she only seemed to smile from ear to ear. Maybe she thought I was happy that she brought me saw dust. I'm content with my fine pine beddings, thank you. Me needs no rough saw dust. Eeeewww.

I looked closely. Oh, it's not just saw dust. She's also brought home a cotton ball. Is that for nesting? I searched her face for answers.

Human picked up the clear tub containing the saw dust and put it near my cage. Something's moving in it. I stood up in alarm.

"Look, Coco," Human said. "Meet Qingzi!"


Oh, so she's got me a "friend". Great. What is she doing anyway, with her face pressed on the clear plastic wall?

"Qingzi's a boy hamster, too, like you."

I jumped up and down, shouting at her: she's not a boy! She's a girl!

Awww, but it seems Human is convinced she brought home a male buddy for me when I can smell her all the way from my cage.

But what could I do? I got a new roommie.

But I wish Human would get us a bigger home. This Qingzi took my box!


Aaaarrrrrrgggghhhhhhhhh!

Of my childhood, I do not remember much except that, before my human got me to where I am, I used to live in a place that is so crowded I sleep with other hamsters' feet on my face. Also, imagine some 20 or more hamsters converging on a little food bowl during dinner time. I was lucky that even with those living conditions, I developed a healthy, robust body. I can stand several hamsters on their head (or their backs) to get my food.

I would like to think that is the reason why my human chose me to take home. After all, I'm a real charmer, with my black button-like eyes and soft tawny fur. Or perhaps, I was the only one who showed that I'm eager to get out of that hole.

But I wasn't the only one who seemed to be getting out at that time. In a while I found myself sharing a new, clean niche with another hamster whose fur seemed to change color, depending on how and where you look at it. Sometimes he look chocolatey (uh oh, the forbidden food!) with creamy patches. Other times he looked plain grey with off white hair that seemed to be always unkempt.

Human called her Pao Chi. I find it too cutesy and highly unsuitable for someone who looked like that. Human has her quirks. Oh well.

After a while of living in our new, strange but clean quarters, with fresh food and water daily (unlike where I came from in which the food bowl also has the poops of 20 something hamsters. Ewww), I find the companionship of Pao Chi comforting.

Unfortunately, Pao Chi succumbed to an unknown disease and died on me last March 5. Tsk, tsk. My conjecture is that it was due to Wet Tail. But, of course, how would I know really? Human took her away the moment she was seen lying down ill and apathetic. Seeing her being lifted away to a Place Beyond already is a foreboding that I might not be seeing her again.

And so it was just me, myself, and I for the past few weeks in that very orangey hole. Human seemed sad, though. But she still scooped me up every now and then, perhaps checking if I, too, had the Wet Tail.

For my part, I was just glad that she didn't forget to fill the food bowl everyday. Haha.

While on a pile of pine shavings or sweating it out on the exercise wheel , I always find myself in a state of quandary. Who am I? What am I doing in this place? Is this the entirety of the world? What purpose do I have? Whose hand it is that constantly encroaches in my space, either to scoop me up or to bring my provender?

Oh yes, I'm a ruminating animal.

I even ask, "how should I even introduce myself to those who want to know me?"

Am I simply a pet? A companion? A grain-chugging bedroom fixture?

Ah, the questions never run out.

I think for now it will be enough to answer one: who am I?

And so I say, "Hi, I'm Coco the hamster. Welcome to my blog."