Boring day. RANT TIEM.

Nothing blogworthy happened today, so I decided to make my first utterly pointless blog post. Well, I say pointless... have you got a hamster? If the answer's no, then this is the right blog post for you.

I got home today from my dad's and entered my room. The first thing I noticed was the stench of hamster pee. I was like "GAH". Which led me to write this: the Pros and Cons of hamster ownage.

Pro: They're lovely and cuddly.
This is my hamster, Tarka, or as I like to call him, Tarka-Barka-lounger.



When we first got him, I chose him out of the twenty that were there because when all the rest were cleaning themselves (CLEANY CLEAN CLEAN) he was cleaning the baby ones. Or trying to eat them. Hopefully the first one.
He's so soft and cuddly, and rarely ever bites me. Only when I smell like his food. And I must say, his food tastes quite nice. I tried it once. Funny texture, but tastes quite nice.

Con: They stink to high heaven.
At first, I had to clean him out about once every two weeks. Now I have to clean his cage once, maybe twice a week just to stop my room smelling like hamster farts. Then when I get him out of the cage and hold him up to my face, I recoil in horror. He smells like a toilet. An old one. A porta-loo filled with pee and chemichals and probably traces of god-knows-what. Probably hamster pee.

Pro: My friends love him.
He's really cute, and whenever my friends come round to my house, they're all "MAKE HIM COME OUT AND PLAY" and then they're all "AWW" and I'm all "Yesh." I get lots of visitors to see my hamster, and that makes me happy because I get lonely a lot.

Con: He stays up all night chittering and chattering and chewing on his bars and running in his wheel and peeing and smelling bad and is probably on Facebook or Myspace talking to teenage hamsters and will eventually get arrested for hamster-pedophilia because he's perverted like that.
It keeps me awake all night. "Tip tip tap tap chitter chitter bang snuffle nom nom click click". It's annoying and people are all "Have you been crying?" at school and I can only say "No, I have a hamster".

In conclusion, they are great pets, but they stink and make lots of noise and stuff. They're also time consuming and costly. The judgement, however, is your call.

I think Tarka just peed again, because I got a waft of stench come and hit me in the face, then jump down my throat and start attacking my kidneys which caused them to hurt a lot, Little Teapot.

P.S. Sorry again for the ack of teapots in this entry. I hope you will be consolidated by me telling you that this blog now has a Facebook fan page.
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