I had some very small intentions of saving the news of our new household addition to an official blog post, but he was just too cute I was just too excited to not share the news. Still, an official introduction is needed!
So, everyone, let me introduce you to… Sir Pork Chop.
Look how cute he is!!!
We’ve had him for just over two weeks now, even though I could swear he’s been here for months. Our decision to get a hamster was one of those decisions that you joke about making and then end up deciding to go ahead with it on a bit of a whim.
Truth be told, I was lonely. Really fucking lonely and depressed. And just struggling to get out of bed each day, to find motivation and happiness in anything. I have things to make me happy, I do, I have Kris, I have our travels, I have blogging, but I still couldn’t shake the feeling of just being lonely, of having nothing to get up for each day.
I can’t remember when it was, but I read a blog post from Holly about how she used to keep hamsters as pets when she was younger and that was the thing that gave me the idea. So I started making the joking hints to Kris like “what do we need from the supermarket?”, “a hamster” but I didn’t genuinely think I would get one.
In the end, it was Kris that talked me round, I still felt like it was a bit irresponsible to get a pet when we will definitely be moving home in about 3 years. But in the end, we obviously chose to get a pet.
First we had to find a hamster, we looked in the Golden Pages they have here, but there were none in the local area, since we don’t have any transport it’s not so easy to see things that are far from where we live. In the end, we decided to check the pet stores out. Remember that first bike ride of the year? Well that was all for this little guy! Although at the time we didn’t know that.
We took a ride out to the store to have a look at they had three Syrian Hamsters for sale. We spent about an hour at the store, looking at their animals, their condition, the equipment they sold and then went home to sleep on it.
We ordered the cage and wheel from Amazon and returned the next weekend to pick him up. The rest, they say, was bribing him with treats to make him love you.
In case your wandering, he’s a Syrian hamster, black all over except for his white feet and white chin, 4 months old. He enjoys broccoli, mealworms and his sand bath. He runs like a motherfucker and likes to cool himself off by resting his head outside of the wheel on the side of the ladder. The other day his head was so rested that it hit the plastic shelf and he laid there half upside down for a bit.
He has also built this amazing fort to sleep in out of the stuff we used for the cage floor and ripped up kitchen roll. The other day I accidentally got him covered in coconut oil as it was on my hair and he was sitting on my shoulder, he didn’t need a hair treatment. His current favourite music is Fall Out Boy.
Also, he has huge rodent testis.
As a final truth be told note, because I believe in real, genuine honesty on my blog. One of the reasons we chose a hamster, over another rodent or over something else was their lifespan. I don’t believe in getting a pet in the moment, just to have to re-home them because you will move at a later date. We will move, it’s a definite, but not for at least 2.5-3.5 years, and in general, a hamster tends to only live for 2-3 years.
Call me out on that if you want, but we’re being practical and I’m being honest. These are decisions we are making, no matter how cute he is, there’s also reality. For his entire life he will be treated with love, mealworms and photo shoots. We will not have to give him up when we want to move. And in my opinion, that’s responsible.
That’s enough pictures I think! Now I need to go and explain to Sir Pork Chop that he should not try to lick the fridge through his running ball.