Hey people, sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've been busy and all but also I just didn't have a lot to say. Other than all the crap I had going on with school I didn't have much going on with Melon. I was sort of itching to update because of certain things that happened in my regular *human* interaction filled life but then that would turn this blog about me and not Melon. And we don't want the crazy mummy to take Melon's spotlight now do we?
So, on with today's post (I almost said "lesson" instead of "post" 'cause that's what my teacher always says o.o), on Friday we (cousins an I) went to my cousin's house for a party they were having. All that was fun especially since we went to the Bayville Scream Park and had an awesome night. Anyway, back to the point, I had Melon with me because I was staying the weekend and I don't trust my cat alone with her. So today, when I get back to the house to grab my stuff to go home I notice someone had stupidly let one of their blanket's corner fall into melon's cage which I had *stupidly* forgotten to put the lid on. I, being the completely paranoid person I am, immediately ran over and checked to make sure she was in there and hadn't climbed out.
Igloo: Empty
Tube: Empty
Under the bedding: Zilch
Inside toilet roll tube: EMPTY
Melon Was Nowhere To Be Seen.
The park was scary enough and I had even discovered my scream is actually VERY high-pitched but THIS. This was definetly the most frightening scenario I was going to experience this October. I swear, I broke down sobbing, I couldn't stop. I thought for sure she was suffocating under the bed or ate some weird plastic or chewed through a wire or dug through the wall or went out of the room. If she had left the room I don't think I would've been able to Ever find her.
After I calmed down enough to think straight I started looking. I checked the pillow cases, under the rug, the covers, the drawers, my shoes, the closet, the air vents, EVERYTHING. I couldn't find her anywhere. I started to pray like crazy, begging God that at least let me know she wasn't in any pain, expecting the worst.
Then, in the silence, I heard the sound of little paws frantically trying to dig. I swear I almost jumped through the roof! I was so desperate to find her that I almost didn't realize that the sound was coming from right next to me.
Melon was trying to dig her way through the plastic of her cage to get in! When I saw her I just started sobbing again, scooped her up, and put her in her cage. I still feel so stupid for being so careless as to forget to cover the top. I tell you, the only time I've ever been this scared (for a pet) was when my previous hamster Nunnalie was dieing.
And now in front (?) of all of you (or just me) I promise that I will NEVER be so careless as long as I live.
It's amazing how Melon is such a handful even when she's smaller than half my hand!
An old pic I found of Melon. isn't she cute!
Thanks for reading, and please, don't lose your hammies ;)
