I am having a love/hate relationship with this hamster. The boys love it and ask to hold it or play with it at least 3 to 4 times a day. So, for their sake I love that it makes them so happy and that they have gotten a pet even though it is not a puppy, like they wanted. :)
My hate relationship comes from a few instances that have happened in the last few weeks. One morning I got out of bed and walked out of my room and out of the corner of my eye I see something scurry along the wall. The boys had left the cage open after "hugging and kissing" the hamster good night the night before. It luckily had gotten out in the morning instead of the middle of the night. That has been his first and hopefully last escape.
A few mornings later the boys were playing in the room that the hamster is in and I hear "oh no....MOM!" The boys had made the cage fall over (with the hamster in it) and everything was all over the floor...food, poop, hamster shavings...ug! it was a mess. I guess it got me to clean the cage, but it was a big mess! Then just yesterday the boys were having trouble getting the hamster out and they ended up spilling all the food over the bottom of the cage in the shavings. I ended up leaving it but was frustrated that it happened right after I cleaned the cage.
Oh the joys of having a pet! The hamster is more work then I thought it would be for sure! I can't imagine how much more of a mess a puppy would have been!