tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468805100771436547.post1542400977059968261..comments2023-03-29T07:11:16.440-07:00Comments on Lisa-tastrophies & other sh*t that happens to me: The Hamster Homicides: Confessions of a Serial Hamster KillerLisa-tastrophieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04087582850469993109noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468805100771436547.post-9560961628120783232009-04-05T07:08:00.000-07:002009-04-05T07:08:00.000-07:00Awe inspiring. I never had a hamster. Always cat...Awe inspiring. I never had a hamster. Always cats. And now a giant drooling beast-dog. But never a hamster.<BR/><BR/>I loved your story!Going Comomdohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00641441621516976661noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468805100771436547.post-36689044544450609132009-04-01T17:44:00.000-07:002009-04-01T17:44:00.000-07:00@Bean Counter: share away! And keep sharing the ...@Bean Counter: share away! And keep sharing the knitting. YOu inspire me every time.Lisa-tastrophieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04087582850469993109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468805100771436547.post-58112971136736525072009-03-31T12:49:00.000-07:002009-03-31T12:49:00.000-07:00Thank you for sharing this amazing story. I feel i...Thank you for sharing this amazing story. I feel inspired to share my childhood pet stories on my blog.Bean Counting Knitterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02666482589206909078noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468805100771436547.post-20749110571638680432009-03-30T19:18:00.000-07:002009-03-30T19:18:00.000-07:00@coolred38 ~ Who knew that slappin'-the-hamster w...@coolred38 ~ Who knew that slappin'-the-hamster was such a popular method of dealing with those bed-hopping little buggers :-)<BR/><BR/>@LarryLilly: Good for her!! I would have done the same thing. I learned my lesson that year and now I am a big animal defender. <BR/><BR/>@Mjenks ~ I had completely forgotten about the hamster nuts! That is so true. My Mom tried to convince me that they were not really turning into girls every time their nuts disappeared. Not a concept I was really able to grasp until a few years older. But I do know that even though Hamster heuvos are huge, squirrel nuts are still pound-for-pound bigger :-) Oh the strange ass things I know.Lisa-tastrophieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04087582850469993109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468805100771436547.post-17643575736212351872009-03-30T15:00:00.000-07:002009-03-30T15:00:00.000-07:00I played basketball with a guy named Goldie, so do...I played basketball with a guy named Goldie, so don't think that hamster body number 1 was that offended by your insufficient moniker applying abilities.<BR/><BR/>My boss has a hamster. He got it for his kids. Apparently, when hamster boys come of age, their testicles are half the length of their body. And he can retract them at will.MJenkshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12761003604210840898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468805100771436547.post-49164042263930076192009-03-30T11:51:00.000-07:002009-03-30T11:51:00.000-07:00My wife was like you except she had no resources o...My wife was like you except she had no resources other than what as a 4 year old could muster, like a few bottles for the bottle deposit. When she could get 25 cents, she would go to the pet store and get a mouse. She couldnt get a proper cage, so she used a shoe box. Yep, cardboard. And in two days the mouse would eat a hole in it and disappear. She lived in an hobo tent city in California then, so once it escaped, it was gone for good, but she kept at it. Finally after a couple of months and several mice later the pet store owner asked her what was she doing with ALL the mice she was buying. When she told him, he gave her a small wire cage. She still loves animals all these years. And dont ever abuse one in front of her. She was a girlfriend of a guy in a "social" club in the Oakland area back in the late 50's, and a guy that lived in her apartment building kicked a cat for peeing in his caddy convertible. She went and got a quart of gasoline, and with him sitting in the car playing tunes, she tossed the gasoline into the back seat along with a Bic. The car burst into flames, the guy just getting his ass out in time. Because he knew who she hung with, he never did anything about it. Its alright, the statue of limitations passed along time ago LOL.LarryLillyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07476633371958841991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468805100771436547.post-73929081488972768032009-03-30T06:56:00.000-07:002009-03-30T06:56:00.000-07:00btw I was telling my sister about your mother "bi...btw I was telling my sister about your mother "bitch slapping" the hamster into a coma...(which is just dilerious with hilarity) and she reminded me of the hamster she had when young. It escaped (see a pattern emerging here) and one night my mother was sleeping and distinctly recalls something climbing on her face and licking the drool from her mouth (ew right)...she slapped that invader off while half asleep...never knew what it was but assumed it was the hamster when it showed up dead a few days later with apparent head trauma....seems like a common mode of death for poor hamsters...ouch!<BR/><BR/>For sure I have read Charlottes Web...and now that you mention it Templeton exactly describes Hammie...thanks for the chuckle.Coolred38https://www.blogger.com/profile/07502256532402473484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468805100771436547.post-83669930087659816872009-03-29T14:15:00.000-07:002009-03-29T14:15:00.000-07:00@Krystle: I know. It was sad, but funny. I swea...@Krystle: I know. It was sad, but funny. I swear I did not mean to kill them. I just kept giving them food until I think they ate themselves into a coma.<BR/><BR/>@Vanessa: Oh had forgotten about Franklin. You had pictures of him on your blog. Yeah, one is a really good number when it comes to hamsters.<BR/><BR/>@Coolred38: Did you ever read Charlotte's Web? Your description of your Hammie has me thinking about Templton at the fair. Fat and rolling around after having gorged himself on all the trash.Lisa-tastrophieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04087582850469993109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468805100771436547.post-46811590790660803722009-03-29T12:11:00.000-07:002009-03-29T12:11:00.000-07:00I totally had a hamster named Hammie some years ba...I totally had a hamster named Hammie some years back. He escaped his mansion and hid out in the apartment for 2 weeks. When he finally came staggering out from under a kitchen cabinet...he was as round as a beach ball and his cheeks were stuffed with old cereal, peanuts, and uncooked macaroni. <BR/><BR/>Im sitting here thinking and I have no idea what became of him....hmmm? Got me some thinking to do.Coolred38https://www.blogger.com/profile/07502256532402473484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468805100771436547.post-67546672363130841712009-03-29T08:13:00.000-07:002009-03-29T08:13:00.000-07:00I was nervous when I saw the title, and having had...I was nervous when I saw the title, and having had many hamsters, I know how "fragile" they can be. I also know how stubborn they can be and sometimes you wish for one less hamster (terrible wish isn't it?) and yet they hang on for dear life running on that wheel nightly. I'm proud to say right now, I have ONE hamster. Just one. Franklin.Vanessahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14149777435132497067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468805100771436547.post-23208806817308300242009-03-28T18:26:00.000-07:002009-03-28T18:26:00.000-07:00Do I laugh or do I cry? I think I did both. :o)Do I laugh or do I cry? I think I did both. :o)krystlerbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06685155020067786132noreply@blogger.com