If you want to know why I'm depressed, it's because my hamster hates me. Yes; I said it. She HATES me. Nicholas, my husband, explains:
We have a hamster..... I didn’t want one, but after ceaseless bullying from my wife, and my daughter who was visiting, I caved in and they chose a Chinese dwarf hamster. My wife was delighted. It turns out that the hamster can’t stand my wife, who loves her, and any attempt at contact is met with full frontal attack and vicious use of her front teeth. On the other hand I, who never wanted her at all, am adored and trusted. She will take food from my fingers and lets me stroke her. My wife, meanwhile, has to suffer the trauma of rodent rejection. (Read more of "Pet Pleasures")
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