Angelic Paranoia

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Category: Animals

Merry 10th August 2020 - 20th March 2023

At 2 years and 7 months old he was a very old man. He was having trouble eating his hard food, so he was getting lots of soft foods. Which were like treats. Except it turned out he liked porridge, but not two days in a row. And he didn't like the apple and pear... Continue reading

Rabbits, rabbits, everywhere - the rest

The last post! These are the rabbits that either don't belong in the rooms I've posted so far, or I've forgotten to post - or forgotten I had when I did the relevant post. At the end of the last post the total was 93.

Fun with hamsters

This hamster looks very cute: But last night he decided to be a naught boy and chewed my phone extension lead, in a corner of my lounge. I blocked it off, but this morning I had no internet. These two events are directly related.

A year of Merry

I've now had Merry for a year! When I got him he was a baby who liked food, running and climbing. Now he's a big hamster who likes food, running and climbing. They supposedly get a bit more chill once they're a year old, but he hasn't read that book.

Merry photos

Merry being up in the morning is quite handy for photograph taking with a bit of light. These are from a couple of weeks ago when he ran around the lounge while I worked and didn't go to bed until nearly 10am!

Steps to clean out hamster wee

Change water Shake sand bath/hamster bathroom and pick out lumps Open food box When hamster appears at door of his house, offer him some food. When he sniffs it, but turns his nose up at it offer him the piece of veg you've been saving for him from dinner and is right by his cage... Continue reading

Merry in my lounge

This is Merry telling me he wants to come out and play Theoretically it would allow me to get better photos of him because he's not always in a dark corner, but that does require him to stay still, which doesn't happen a lot. He likes running around very fast and trying to climb things,... Continue reading