My History: Part 2

This is the continued story from last post. Which one of these groups were correct? Well one day I had the chance to figure it out. It was a normal day, my daily fight with my brothers and sisters and then I went to sleep. What my dad told happened during that time was this. I was sound asleep when Seth came in with his dad and sister. They were in the pet store for about a half an hour when they decided to get a cage for me and Tumnus.(his sister wanted to buy one too.) Now we are back to the part that I remember. My owner who I have already mentioned his name in the last post got me out and put me in a dark box that let no light in at all. My owner just to make fun of me poked a couple of holes in the box. I chewed as mush as I could but I couldn't get the hole large enough so I was torchered because I hate being enclosed in small spots. A couple of minutes later we were in this terrible storm outside. Seth walked until we got to the car and by that time the rain had soaked the dark box and it was dripping on to me. We got in the car and I had a terrible time because Seth had no idea that hampsters hate being rocked around so I had a terrible, rocky trip. When I got to their house( I call it their house for back then I thought I was going to be crushed at some factory) and after some more waiting in the box Seth had set up my cage. I want to tell you one thing before I tell this part, I was a frisky, bratty hampster back then so do not be suprised at what I do right now.


To Be Continued...

My History: Part 1

I guess that Seth told you about my rockiest ride ever so I am going to start somethng called my history. It will take about ten posts but it is very interesting so here I go. My life started out living in a nice, quiet cage with my good ol' mother. Then I got taken out of that nice, quiet room and those humans left my mother in the room. One human, named Carlos(yes, I know spanish) put me in a large cage that was made of glass. There were all sorts of my relatives. My uncles, my aunts, my nice cousins,(except Tumnus) my grandads and grandmas. My grandparents were storytellers and they could tell myths and they told true stories that had happened in that very cage. One thing that not even they could explain was that many of their friends had been taken away and nobody knew where they got taken to. Some said that they got taken to the crusher where they got crushed and eaten for the human's breakfast.Some said that they got put in another cage to live somewhere else.Some of the others said that got taken to an arena to fight a bull. Which one of these groups are correct? We will have to find out in the next post. See you later alligator!!!

Trapped in a cage FOREVER!!

And that is too true,trapped in a cage FOREVER!! I have a very bad feeling telling me I always will be. We have been at Caracas for some time now,2 days. Do you know what, on Saturday night, my dad got me out and there was this awesome movie they were watching and it had just begun. Anyway, he had me out of my cage and I was really getting into it when he put me back in my cage!! Tumnus keeps on bragging how he got to see it all and another thing he likes bragging about is how much his mom picks him up. My dad picks me up only three times and he always brags that his mom picks him up TEN TIMES!! You know how I hated my newspaper if you read my last post.Well, I was so bored that I ate most all of it one to get it out of my way, and two, it tastes really good.Got to go now, I still have time to chew on the mouse cord so bye-bye.

My new blog!!

Yes, my new blog!! My brat of a cousin got one just to make fun of me so I decided to get one too.(and if you don't agree with me that he is a brat, one time he bit his mommy.) Well, for these last days nothing has been happening except that my dad finally changed MY CAGE!! A couple of weeks ago, I had a nice cage with dirt in it and then when it was time to change the cage my skinny, peuny dad took away my precious dirt! He had an empty cage with nothing but food and water in it! Anyway, he knew that I did not like it very much so he put something in it, and it was paper! If you are reading, this dad, I hope that you know now I do not like paper in my cage. It is so unfair! Tumnus has a nice, snug blanky to sleep in and I don't have one!(and Tumnus teases me so much about it!) Today, we came to Caracas and on the way here I could have puked! My big, dumb dad didn't put a seat belt on my cage and the cage was rocking everywhere. To add on to it, they were listening to Narnia and it was blaring loud, good grief! Since we are are in Caracas, you are probably wondering how in the world I am writing. Well, I sneaked out of my cage and I took great effort to climb up My daddy's , Grandfather's desk. You know what, I am batting two hours trying to wright, and my dad's brother wants to get on, so see you next time, Tubbo.