Post by hollie on Jun 27, 2006 2:30:21 GMT -4
I found these pictures of the Syrians I used to own, who my grandparents adopted when I moved from the UK back to Bahrain.
My little girl Ash. She was my first hamster since the one I used to babysit when I was a kid. She was somewhat of an impulse buy - I actually wanted fish, but I couldn't help but take her home when I saw her. And I'll never regret it!
Tucking into scrambled eggs. That's not fluffy bedding, it's toilet paper...
Baby girl Tuxedo, who was so fast and timid at that point that I couldn't get any clear pics. I was in a pet shop looking for treats for Ash, when I saw that they had two cages of baby Syrians. Little Tuxedo was sat there, and I had a thing for black hamsters, so when I saw this little sable 'boy' (turned out he was a she!), I fell in love. I had to wait until they were old enough to be sold. The poor little thing was so tiny and cute and scared, that she sat there for about three sats in her house and cried! I eventually had her so tame that whenever she heard me moving in my bedroom (where the three lived), no matter what she was doing she'd run to the top of the cage and hang by one paw from the topmost bars until I picked her up.
And finally, my escapee boy, Houdini. I was buying food for Ash and Tuxedo when I saw Dini in a cage all by himself, being sold as snake food. Now, I couldn't let that happen - besides, as I learnt later, a fully grown Syrian hamster can actually kill a snake if it's eaten, so I look at that day as saving two lives. I kept Dini in a plastic tube that had been converted into a cage, but he kept escaping it (hence the name... I do believe my flatmate wanted to call him Toby, but it never stuck). He was a handsome lad
All my little babies have passed over now, and I know their days were happy onces - they were spoilt rotten by me and probably even more spoilt by my grandparents! Unfortunately I only have these pictures taken from a crappy webcam and some that my grandmother sent me, but they're not scanned.
My little girl Ash. She was my first hamster since the one I used to babysit when I was a kid. She was somewhat of an impulse buy - I actually wanted fish, but I couldn't help but take her home when I saw her. And I'll never regret it!
Tucking into scrambled eggs. That's not fluffy bedding, it's toilet paper...
Baby girl Tuxedo, who was so fast and timid at that point that I couldn't get any clear pics. I was in a pet shop looking for treats for Ash, when I saw that they had two cages of baby Syrians. Little Tuxedo was sat there, and I had a thing for black hamsters, so when I saw this little sable 'boy' (turned out he was a she!), I fell in love. I had to wait until they were old enough to be sold. The poor little thing was so tiny and cute and scared, that she sat there for about three sats in her house and cried! I eventually had her so tame that whenever she heard me moving in my bedroom (where the three lived), no matter what she was doing she'd run to the top of the cage and hang by one paw from the topmost bars until I picked her up.
And finally, my escapee boy, Houdini. I was buying food for Ash and Tuxedo when I saw Dini in a cage all by himself, being sold as snake food. Now, I couldn't let that happen - besides, as I learnt later, a fully grown Syrian hamster can actually kill a snake if it's eaten, so I look at that day as saving two lives. I kept Dini in a plastic tube that had been converted into a cage, but he kept escaping it (hence the name... I do believe my flatmate wanted to call him Toby, but it never stuck). He was a handsome lad
All my little babies have passed over now, and I know their days were happy onces - they were spoilt rotten by me and probably even more spoilt by my grandparents! Unfortunately I only have these pictures taken from a crappy webcam and some that my grandmother sent me, but they're not scanned.
