I caught her this morning when the alarm went off and I got a hamster tongue up my nose. As the hamster danced my precious 8 minutes of snooze alarm away. As I was laying in the dark, dodging bites on my nose and lips as the hamster expressed his desire to get up NOW I caught sight of her. She was laying there, holding the hamster up in the air screaming "NO I get 8 more minutes you little S#@$" I caught another glimpse of her when I was trying to scoot into the hamsters den without him getting out. "No. NO. NO! NO!!! Damn you NO!!" So, after realizing Ms. Shankabitch is loose, I decided I was going to lock her back up and become the calm assertive pack leader my little hamster needs me to be. Hey! No laughing! I CAN! REALLY!
So, it's time for me to step up and quit being a pansy. I'm going to get the hamster a cage. I'm going to stop viewing it as cruel and lazy, and start seeing it as a tool to make both the hamster and I happier. I want to be a good hamster mommy ALL the time and not just when things are going well. I would also like to avoid more hamster guilt trips and eliminate the possibility of me ending up on YouTube in my underpants in full melt down mode. *cringe*
Today I'm grateful for:
being the calm assertive pack leader. Oh shudd-up you! I am too!
hamster cages. With a few throw pillows, a blankie and his woobie and it will be a nice little den. See? No need for mommy guilt. Right??
James Taylor's version of "Go Tell it on the Mountain" It's just what I needed to gain the upper hand on Ms. Shankabitch. It's Christmas Awesomeness in song form.
getting in a GOOD 20 minute work-out this morning.
eating a good breakfast. Orange slices & animal crackers. "Grrrr, ROAR!, Woof!" Oh, sorry, I'm back now.
PM quiet season. I'm getting so much work done! Next? The filing cabinet's going down! Wake up Cleo, it's time to scan! *booty dances with Cleo*
good owners. They are few are hard to find, but worth their weight in gold.
hamster kisses, Pixie squeezed and Man moves make life worth living. They keep me going when Ms. Shankabitch is running her muck and I am blessed beyond measure to have them in my life.
Paradise in 193 days. Either our little condo which is the best spot in all the world, or renting an RV and heading to Key West. *shrugs* Whatever, I go for the time with my man and the binken.
Well, that's it for me. The freaks are out in force and in a mood. Apparently Ms. Shankabitch has possessed them too.