This just made me realize how much I miss having a hamster. Stuff away, little fella!
I was in sixth grade when I had my first hamster, Tracee. My sister and I had no idea how to take care of one, so we were pretty startled to see her head looking extra fluffy one night, and we were scared that we did something to her accidentally. Turns out she was just using her magic cheekpouches, whew. At least we knew what to expect when Ginger, our second hamster, rolled in four years later.
Check out another little hammy enjoying some broccoli.
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