I usually clean my hamster's cage in the evening around eight or nine, so I'm often asleep when he starts transferring bedding to his little skybox bedroom.
Gobo was active around six yesterday, so I let him climb into his little plastic ball to run around the apartment while I scrubbed his home. Once everything was dry, I replaced his litter and popped him back in.
I was watching
The Simpsons and noticed him running around. I got cracked up watching him. He'd stuff his cheeks to the breaking point and make a run at the climbing tube. He'd have to stop, push out some of his litter, and then try to make the climb.
I get hell about not petting him -- his first reaction to my proximity is to bite -- but he's a nice creature to share my space. He'll do until I can own a dog.x
