Scratchy Woes
Some days I hate this hamster.
That would mean any day that it places any requirement on my time other than being in the background.
When it
I know pets are good for kids and everything, but I'm sure they are not that good for mommies.
Maybe it will just die soon.
But even if I threaten that she will die if you squeeze her so hard I hear "Oh, Mommy, then we will just get a new hamsty!"
Oh, please.
That would mean any day that it places any requirement on my time other than being in the background.
When it
- smells up the living room
- needs its bedding changed
- sprays pee out of its cage onto the wall, the shelf and the floor
- requires food or water
- gets played with by the girls
- gets squeezed so hard it poops (I swear!)
- gets fought over
- gets forgotten about on the floor of the living room
- gets nearly drowned while being "washed"
- gets put into its ball and kicked and thrown around
- has food that my 2 year old likes to sample on the sly -- complete with the artificial colors therein
- scratches bedding out of its cage onto the floor
- runs so hard nightly on its wheel that the "thump-thump-thump-thump" drowns out evening movies and wrecks the coveted quiet of the evening
- becomes something we have to get someone to watch every time we leave the house for more than a day or two
I know pets are good for kids and everything, but I'm sure they are not that good for mommies.
Maybe it will just die soon.
But even if I threaten that she will die if you squeeze her so hard I hear "Oh, Mommy, then we will just get a new hamsty!"
Oh, please.
Comments
Did I ever tell you how I used to burst out laughing in Italian buses every time I remembered that last year? It kept the gypsies away . . .
You have my sympathies. And yes, maybe it will just "die." Wink wink. Nudge nudge.