Hi Friends,
Today I heard a new noise in the house. I quickly narrowed it down to the hamster (because no-one else was home). I couldn’t see her so the noise was coming from inside her edible hut (and truly it does resemble something on the beach at a tropical resort.). So, just forget that MENSA candidate remark I made about Jubs last time. It has taken this hamster over 2 months to figure out her hut is also food!!
I reached in and picked up the hut. What I saw was little teeth marks all around the door and a very guilty looking hamster. Oh, great I thought now I’ve transferred my food issues to my pet. And then she said “ Well, if you didn’t want me to eat it, why did you buy it?” No, I’m kidding, she doesn’t talk- that’s just what I heard as I apologized for disturbing her and lowered her hut back down.
Closet eater, hut eater, little difference I suppose.
I know if my house was edible (anything besides lima beans and anchovies) it would be short a couple walls and a roof by now. If it was chocolate, the Strickland family would be homeless. I’m sure that personally I’ve eaten over 2000 sq. ft of chocolate so far in my life, what’s another 2 story colonial?
All of a sudden I have a craving, gotta go!
Have a great week!
Carol
