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Tale of a 30-something gay atheist and video game addict working for a daily newspaper in West Virginia.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

I Fail at Hamstering

Less than two months since Mokey was released from her cage by Mom's cat, Mokey II has escaped. This time there was no feline aid involved. I walked into the living room this morning and the door to her cage was hanging open. She'd managed to pop it and drop to the floor.

I
Saw: Mouse Hunt remix.
don't know where she is, but I've seen the damage she's caused. She gnawed off some of the rubber coating on a PS3 analog stick, the volume control of my television remote, and snacked on two of the cable box remote buttons.

While April and the kids were here, Andy put his finger up to the cage and got a bite for his troubles. I joked that, since the hamster had tasted human flesh, I'd have to sleep with one eye open. I didn't realize that might be accurate.

I'd like to think I'll catch the little beast, but I doubt it. More likely she'll stumble into one of the mousetraps and solve the problem. I'd rather have her dead than damaging my stuff. I know that sounds cold, but destryoing electronics downgrades her to "Disposable Creature." I'll go Mouse Hunt on her if I have to.

Maybe I should give up on pet ownership and go back to Nintendogs. It hasn't been a good year for animals in my orbit. Maybe I'll try again in a few years.

Update: Mouse trap 1, Mokey 0. I feel more guilt about that than I thought I would, but I don't think it was likely to end any other way.