who breaks a butterfly on a wheel?

that too

my cats would drop him.

 

I won't go into details.

oh, and the other half sister also got a gerbil which she had to take back home on the train today!

/ hamster adoption saga - thank you all for listening!

 

broken butterfly on a wheel? sounds squishy!

that was cute, when can we see pics of teh ickle hamster ??

broken butterfly on a wheel? sounds squishy!

it was a famous headline for the editorial that ended up getting mick and keef's convictions overturned in 67, but here's where it's originally from

 

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Who_breaks_a_butterfly_upon_a_wheel%3F

Will go take some later for you!

Photos that is, that was at chuckles

This is one of the older ones:

 

is teh kyoot.

 

I used to keep hamsters as a kid but I learned that I do better with pets that make their needs known in ways I can't ignore.

 

I'm sorry, FF Skitty....

The hamster we had as kids kept escaping.

 

Hence -------> Houdini. Last time he didn't come back.

I was pretty good and trapping them in a bucket with a carrot in the bottom.

 

it was food and water I forgot sometimes :(

I mean out of his cage at night. But usually came back by the morning. We would find him just outside or sometimes even back inside. We would leave the door open when he was out on walkabout.

yes that's what I meant but I had to trap them back

He just came back when he was ready. Like he was on work release, or just wanted to go out and party.

One of the original two has escaped twice. No idea how. We left food out for him and the next morning he was shuffling around it, so we scooped him up and put him back. We now take extra precautions with him!

I used to have a russian hamster called Vladimir.

I used to have an Owl when I was younger.

If you put the name of your first pet together with your mother's maiden name - you get your 'film star' name.

 

Mine would be Goldie Ludgate

An owl! That is really cool! Did you send it with messages and stuff?

Lol no. She was a Tawny Owl called Fred. We had her from being very young because she got stunned by flying into a lorry and my dad brought her home.

 

She had an aviary that went the whole length of the church building that we lived next to. It wasn't being used as a church any more and we lived in the old vicarage.

 

We fed her day old chicks and gradually she got better. And then we taught her to hunt and catch live mice. And then she used to go out and about all night and come home for the day.

That is brilliant. I've always wanted a pet bird that could talk. Not like a Parrot, but talk talk. Having a giant owl with those super expressive eyes is probably the closest thing to it.

 

My name would be Pedro Maidensbrush, but that is using the first pet and first street name. Otherwise I'm just Pedro as I am a bastard. 

 

You know nothing, Pedro Snow!