Meet Rob, and please, don't let the cute little fuzzy face fool ya. It all began about 3 months ago, my 7 year old son , Devon, says he would like a bunny for a pet. I think he is at the perfect age to learn a little responsibility, so we went to the pet store to check them out. There were some cute little floppy eared bunnies there, but when held, they go crazy jackin' their feet back and fourth and clawing the crap out of you, Devon quickly decided against it. Right next to the cage were about 60 little fuzz balls running around, "What are those Mommy?" Devon asked. "Those are hamsters, Devon, but I think they bite!" I replied. A voice from behind me interrupts,"Oh Noooo, hamsters don't bite as long as you handle them frequently." So....... Devon picked 2. One black one that he named BIG and the cute little orange and white one....named ROB.
It has been a fun 3 months. Watching Devon take care of these hamsters has really impressed me. He wakes up every morning and spends time with them individually. He will bring them to me one at a time, " Say good morning to ROB, Mommy." and "Look Mommy, BIG is still half asleep, he was up all night on his wheel." BIG is his favorite hamster, he is big and fat and real lazy, he never runs from Devon, I really think he likes to be held.
ROB and BIG usually snuggle together in this little pod type thing. It is clear so you can see very well what they are doing. Two mornings ago, Devon calls out, "MOMMY....COME HERE...HURRY!" I knew the tone was pretty uneasy so I run fast.... He said," What is ROB eating?" I just saw something big and black.....pretty shocked myself I just said," Well baby, that looks like BIG" Devon lost it, ran to his bed and started to weep. I am watching in complete disgust, shocked-but obviously still a little interested, because I couldn't unglue my eyes!!! I mean ROB was digging into his BEST FRIENDS neck..... the ear was gone along with half of his face....it was indeed a sick site. So, I pry my eyes away and go to coddle Devon on the bed.... I look over and Rob came out of the pod, climbed to the highest point of the cage to clean himself....as if he was basking in the victory of his defeat. No sign of remorse what so ever! The sick part is that both of his pouches looked full. I have not fed them yet today..... so that could only mean that fragments of BIG's face is still stuffed in ROB's cheeks. SICK LITTLE CRITTER!!!!
I went on line to read about why hamsters eat each other, and apparently this is a known thing. You would think the pet store clerk would tell you that when selling 2 of these critters to a little boy. Prepare him for possibly finding one half eaten some day. :-(
ROB and BIG lived, what seemed like, a peaceful life together.....apparently ROB got sick of BIG's company..........and ate his face off.
I hope by reading this that you are aware of the carnivore nature is such small fuzzy little creatures.
YUCK
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