Today was our oldest daughter's 11th birthday. Unfortunately for her, she may remember this one.
This was her weekend to bring home the class hamster, Sammy. She and her siblings would not leave the poor thing alone for the first two days. Finally, they tired of it. By Sunday night, the gnawing had gotten on the middle child's nerves. She couldn't sleep. We moved the cage to the laundry room for quick transport to the car in the morning and the return trip to the classroom.
At 5:40a.m., my wife awoke for her morning walk. At 5:45, she woke me up. Sammy was gone!
It's now 8:30p.m. - still no sign of the rodent. The kids are back in bed. Sammy has been 'replaced' by a new hampster- "Lizzy" I think.
We anxiously await the moment we find Sammy. Maybe as we try on that old pair of shoes or maybe when we reach under the sofa to find the remote control. The anticipation is killing us!
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