Haha! When I was 8 years old I went through this phase where I really really really wanted a pet grizzly bear, and I wanted to name him Barry. I never got it though...damn parents!
Aww, Kate, one day I'll get you a pet grizzly bear. Who wouldn't want to name a pet Barry? It's so, animal-like...
i called my hammy the sampster or sammy the hampster depending on my mood. i was unoriginal at the time. then one day i woke up and realized he hadnt been eating or drinking much lately, and wnet to check on him in his cage, he wasnt moving and i got kinda scared. then i saw a tiny white bug crawl out of his tiny little hampster nose and it occured to me, sammy would no longer be keeping me up at night. i burried him in the backyard and found a great stone to mark the burial spot, but then i was informed that stone i ahd taken was marking hte burial spot of my sisters gerbil. that gerbil was a bastard and bit people all the time so i didnt feel too guilty. one time he bit my sisters finger and she screamed and started flailing her hand around like a mad woman but the bastard wouldnt let go. it was hilarious and sad to watch. anyways what are we talking about agian?
oh my when my hamster died i took a picture and cried my ass off then he was buried in the backyard, my dog dug him up, i poked his little blue soggy body with a stick, and he was reburied with a brick on top of him
yay!! blue soggy hampster bodies!! did your dog dig him up agian, or was the brick enough of a deterant?