Hamster Chronicles Part 2 of 2

Years later I was in a pet store with my sister (who wants to adopt even the crickets) and we came across a cage full of hamsters. The largest one (guessing mom) was sitting peacefully chewing on a piece of corn when my sister found her. She promptly convinced me that this was a strict mission trip to extract the oldest hamster alive. It was that one, pure white with beady black eyes that she was referring to. I ended up taking the fat girl home and prominently named her Q-Tip. She was a sluggish hamster, only able to run in her wheel for a few minutes without stopping for a rest. When we put her in the plastic ball to roam the house she usually curled up and fell asleep. It was okay with us, really. “Like mother like hamster” I thought. Little did I know that a mere 2 weeks later she would pop out about 7 baby critters! What is worse is that I think she was in a cage with her siblings and was a victim of inbreeding… three of the babies came out with no eyeballs! So, I then went on a mission to find homes for my disabled hamsters only to find there were many that wanted a hamster with special needs but nobody wanted the normal hamster babies! It took a few weeks for me to adopt all of the little critters and I was exhausted. Little did I know that Q-Tip was having her own set of problems. She passed away a week later. Again, I vowed I would never have another. And I meant it.