Saturday, August 19, 2006

So I'm home for the week bitches. Yeah I know. You are really excited.

So the story of Pablo. I've always wanted a hamster. My parents wouldn't let me have one when I was a youngster. So I made one out of clay and put it in a small cardboard box I had cut the sides out of to make "windows." I covered the windows with clear plastic wrap so you could see inside. I even make cedar shavings out of constuction paper. I loved that hamster. Till I squished him. So then Pablo came along. My cousin Cindy (who I worked for this summer) had a friend who had just gotten a puppy and could no longer give the family's hamster the attention he deserved. So she was looking to find him a good home. I jumped at the chance to adopt him. So I did, duh. I was thinking of naming him something like Taco or Burrito and then getting him a friend and naming it Taco or Burrito too. So they would be Taco and Burrito. But I met Pablo and realized that 2 hamsters wouldn't work. I don't know why so don't ask. The little girls in the family I adopted him from had named him Pablo and I liked that name. I thought it suited him. So I kept it. As far as namesake? Let's say Pablo Picaso. And so I loved him and we are happy together. Except for that time he was a bad hamster!! I was letting him run around the apartment in his ball when I noticed he hadn't rolled into the living room in a while...a long while. Suspicious, I went looking for him. Maybe he got stuck somewhere? NOOOOOOO. I was walking toward my bedroom, Pablo scrambled out from underneath one of the armchairs in the living room. He was free of his ball! He ran into my room and under my bed. Uh oh. This was a problem. How was I going to get the little bastard out? How did he get out? Eventually, Pablo decided to stop being a bad hamster and he came out. Back into his cage he went. Bad boy! I still don't know how he got the top off his ball and got out. That's why duct tape is important when you own a hamster.

I'm home for many reasons. I've been having headaches/migraines for about a year now and they are starting to become more frequent and bothersome. I was going to see a doc in Rochester, but my mom the worrier wanted me to come home. So I did. Hopefully, I can get some answers. Its nice and totally weird to be home. I haven't been in EC since March and I hadn't seen my Dad or bro since May. So its nice. But I also can't wait for school to start again when I get back to the ROC. I've missed it so. Did you know that summer is really boring? Well it is.

1 comment:

arah hope: said...

'duct tape is important when you own a hamster.'
---some of the greatest words of wisdom i have e'er heard!

i'm glad to finally know the story of Pablo!