H is for… #atozchallenge

If you remember last Sunday’s Post, I hinted that B should have been for Birds and Bees but you would have to wait until H to find out why.

Since then, I’m sure all of you have had sleepless nights  and have been trying to figure out the H word that has to do with the Birds and the Bees.

No, we’re not pregnant. Nor will we ever be again.

H is for these little ones…

H is for hamsters.

A friend of Crash’s gave him an extra hamster cage she didn’t need or want any more. This gave him full rights to get a hamster, of course. So while we were in Truro last weekend, we found a pet store. We didn’t have to look hard, it was in the mall. They had some really cute parrots, too. But we already have a feisty one and we didn’t have $700 on us. But they did have $12 fuzzy butts.

Crash knew exactly which one he wanted. It was hyper as could be and nosey as hell. In case you’re wondering, yes, it’s just like Crash. Appropriate.

Bang wanted the one sleeping in the corner. We tried to convince him to get a cute, little grey one that was curious but not hyper. However, he had his mind made up and not even Taylor Swift and chocolate would sway his decision.

We picked up some food and necessities and booked her for home with the fuzz faces in their box on the seat between the boys.

At home, we set up the cage and got it all ready. Then introduced the critters to their new home. They took a minute to check it out, then went to sleep. Crash named his hamster (the brown and white one) Timbit after seeing a box of said sweets on the counter. Cute name. Bang wanted to name his Backhoe Loader, but he settled for Dozer, instead.

That same evening, after the kids were in bed, the birds and the bees made their appearance. It turns out Timbit has no bits. She’s a she. Dozer has the bits. He’s a he. They were both feeling frisky. Timbit would freeze with her tail in the air while Dozer cleaned himself. Then he climbed on to bump uglies, hide the bishop, hit a homerun, go all the way, copulate, make babies.

DW did some quick research (she Googled it) and found out hamsters can start mating at 28 day old, the half the age of these two. However, they shouldn’t have pups until 5-6 months. As a bonus, they could have up to 24 pups in a litter (though usually only 6-7). WE DO NOT NEED OR WANT 26 HAMSTERS!

DW put the shout-out on Facebook that if anyone had a spare cage kicking around, we needed it. Two hours later we had one. We offered to pay for it, but they said don’t worry about it. THANKS GUYS!

Now Timbit and Dozer are separated. Happy about it? I don’t know about them, but I am. We could have gotten two boys. We could have gotten two girls. But no. We got one of each. Go figure.

They’re still very timid around us and they seem to sleep A LOT. But hopefully that’ll change. We’ve only had them for a week, and they’re still “babies”.  They boys enjoy watching them. Timbit and Dozer will become their responsibility for feeding and water changing.

So, you see? H is for the birds and the bees and why you should keep your hamsters separated.