Posted on Sunday, September 18, 2005
Whatever You Do, Don't Write About Hamsters
I am in the midst of a long weekend at the moment, and, with nothing in particular planned, I’ve been spending much of my time reading my way through Blogsylvania. The emerging trend this weekend is posts that begin with a pledge to NOT write about Hurricane Katrina, because, frankly, enough already. And then these bloggers perversely go on to write another 500+ words about that very topic. I guess it’s abuse when other people flog a dead horse but a humane attempt at euthanasia when these bloggers do the same.
So I am not going to write about Hurricane Katrina. Instead, I’m going to write about hamsters!
Okay, not really. I’ve inflicted enough Hamster related nonsense on you to last a life time (or at least a couple of more weeks), so I will show rare self-restraint and NOT write about hamsters.
Now, having made the above statement, I am free to write on about hamsters. I think that’s the way this works based on my recent survey.
Luckily, I really don’t have all that much to say about hamsters at the moment. I just wanted to share one piece of trivia with you that Herb and I discovered in a library book that I forced him at gunpoint to read with me when it became tragically clear that a hamster was in our future (Herbie doesn’t read recreationally; only under extreme duress can he be persuaded to pick up a book). And that piece of trivia is this:
Did you know that, if given access to an exercise wheel, a hamster can run up to two miles a night? Seriously, two miles!
Here’s what I want to know: How can anything four inches long and built like a potato run two miles in a single night? I myself have a much broader wingspan than any hamster, and you won’t find me running any two miles—at least not voluntarily.
Just another one of the animal kingdom’s enduring mysteries….
Why not get a sugar glider instead?