Cute Hamster, lovely Cat!

When I was 12 I had a Golden Hamster, Harriet, who was huge. We used to let her run round the living room floor every evening, watching out for wire chewing. Our soft GSD just laid and watched her. One evening she disappeared from view for 10 minutes and we searched frantically for her, thinking she had crawled inside the furniture or up behind the unlit fireplace. Then my Dad put his hand down to pick his beer up off the floor, and there was Harriet, head down in the glass, back feet hooked over the rim, lapping at the beer!

Of course, we dragged her straight out and put her back in her cage, where she seemed none the worse for wear. In fact, Harriet eventually lived for 5 years before succumbing to Wet-tail, not a bad age for a Hamster.

Dave.