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HuHam Bond
Note by editor: This article is written for HuHam Bond, a series of short stories celebrating the close human-hamster bond and friendship. Check out how you can submit your story here.  It is a very interesting, light-hearted and insightful article written by HH writer, ViggySidney.

Viggy Sidney

Is it true that pets take after their owners, after spending a lot of time with them? The answer is, yes; at least, in my case.

I have seen it everywhere. Owners talking about how much their pets are like them. Some even say their pets begin to look like them. I believe it, and I believe in the chemistry each one of us has with our pets.

Viggy wasn’t an exception. As soon as I saw him lurking (for the lack of will to say, he was just being lazy in the tank), at the store. I knew he was the one for me and I felt he was like me. Yes, I admit I can be a bit lazy and hide in a dark tree lodge, like any other hamster – just kidding.

After a few days, the truth emerged. Viggy not only adapted to the environment, but also picked up my personality. Oh, that copycat rat!  Ha-ha.

  • He slept on his back. I tend to sleep on my back.
  • He snored. I …well…snore…rarely…but not loud.
  • He was hyperactive. I’m very hyperactive to the ultimate power.
  • He didn’t like vegetables. I don’t really like vegetables (except for a few).
  • He loved nuts. I love nuts, but Viggy and I were never coconuts.
  • Strawberry yogurt drops were his favourite snack. I love strawberry yogurt.

The list goes on and on…

He had favourite corners in his home. In addition, he was very organized, fancy and clean. Perhaps, it was because I encouraged those things to him with my expensive hamster products purchases.

Pets are our friends and become part of all of us. It’s the love you pass onto them, that opens their hearts and minds to absorb our traits and imitate us. They look up to us, in their own little way, because they feel we’re right for them. Which is why, no matter how much time they would spend with other family members or friends, they know at the end, to whom they belong in heart, mind and soul.

It’s easy to mimic an action, a trait, a feeling, but for these little creatures, it’s not just that. For them, their enrichment of love comes out naturally. It’s how they communicate in a way we could understand. A single squeak can mean a lot, if you look into their bright eyes and feel that connection.

The best way I can think of to share a real connection is by re-telling Viggy’s loyalty to me on his final days. I felt reluctant to tell him that I was ready to let him go. Seeing him suffering for days was not what I wanted for him, but I also didn’t want to be dishonest to him and tell him I was ready for him to move on, when I wasn’t. He knew this so deeply, that right after I truly said to him that I was going to be okay, he crossed the Rainbow Bridge. Not to mention, he sent me a rainbow as soon as my family and I buried him.

Whether you own a hamster, a rat, a dog, a cat, a fish or other pets, take a good look at them and try to find yourself in them. You will be amazed at all the new things you might discover.

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If you love this article, you have to check out Viggy’s other article – Movies to Watch with your Hamster :)

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HuHam Bond #2: Hammy

by wiffy on March 19, 2010

HuHam Bond

This article is written for HuHam Bond, a series of short stories celebrating the close human-hamster bond and friendship. Check out how you can submit your story here.

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Written by forum member DolphinDreamer for her hamster, Hammy

Hammy

Hammy had always been a great hamster. He was my first hamster and always special to me. I remember waiting outside of a local pet shop on April 22, 2007, waiting for them to open. When they did I immediately went to look at the hamsters. Out of all of the hamsters in that tank, one stood out to me the most. There was something special about him. And he looked like the perfect one, so I chose him and brought him home. I tried to think of a good name that day. Butter and Oatmeal are among the many names that I remember thinking about naming him, but none were good enough. Due to my lack of creativity in names I chose to name him Hammy. Hammy was a name that suited him well.

Hammy

When I got him, I didn’t realize that he would be so amazing and eventually change the way I thought about life. I tried my best to take care of him. I remember being so scared to hold him, because I thought he would bite me, but he never did. Soon I began to trust him and he began to trust me. During the first few months I had a lot to learn. I found Hamster Hideout and joined the forum, and soon learned how to properly take care of him. I had made my share of mistakes in the past, but he still seemed to love me and be so patient with me learning. One event early in his life that I remember so well, was his first escape. I had only had him about 2 weeks at the time. I was watching a movie, called “Flushed Away” (its about a pet mouse and his journey when he meets some wild mice.) Well all of a sudden I heard the lid of his cage moving around. I got up and went to go see what he was up too. I turned the light on and looked in the cage, only to find he was not in there, instead he was happily sitting on top of the cage. How he escaped is still a mystery to me. I carefully put him back in his cage and hoped he wouldn’t escape again, and he didn’t.

Hammy

Hammy enjoyed living in his bin cage with all his toys. He had a pink igloo because pink is my favorite color, but he didn’t seem to mind. Everyday I would take him out for playtime. And each day was like no other; he would always find a different way to surprise me. He loved coming out to play and he loved treats, especially cheddar cheese. We had so many adventures together. Hammy also seemed to have a little mischief in him. He loved to move his cage around, climb up the front of his cage, climb out of the playpen when I would clean his cage, and make as much noise as he possibly could at night. Once I remember having him out to play in his favorite spot, on my bed and the shelf behind it. He was hiding behind some beanie babies when I heard a noise. I moved the beanie babies away to find him sitting proudly beside his pile of un-stuffed cheek contents that he thought he would hide on my shelf. One time I caught the little guy climbing on the top of his bin cage. He was holding onto the wire-mesh on the lid and looked like an acrobat. That scared me so much when I saw him climbing around like Tarzan. Hammy seemed to love attention. He would always find someway of getting my attention when he was awake and letting me know that he wanted to come out to play. Hammy was so loving and gentle. He not only let me hold him, but he also let other people hold him and pet him. He seemed to be the perfect hamster in everyway. He was even potty trained…when he wanted to be. Sometimes he would decide not to be potty trained just to annoy me a little. Hammy had so many cute and mischievous ways.

Hammy

Hammy was always there. I had always had trouble making friends during my life. Hammy became more than just a friend; he became part of the family. He listened to me when I talked and always seemed to find ways to make me smile. On some of my saddest days, he would find some way to make me smile, even laugh sometimes. He had more love to give than I could have ever imagined. He was with me through so much during the time he was here. He helped me live. Near the end I noticed something. Hammy seemed to have one more thing to teach me before he left. I remember taking him out one night to find that he was coming to the end. He just slept in my hands for over an hour that night. I thought for sure that he would die that night, but he lived longer than I expected. I did all I could for him, but it was his time. He didn’t seem to want to give up though. Through this time he seemed to teach me a valuable lesson. I had noticed that it seemed like animals didn’t want to give up. Hammy didn’t want to give up. And neither did one of my other hamsters in the past, Ruby. Hammy seemed to be slowly dying and yet he still wouldn’t give up the fight for life so easy. I wondered why humans seem to give up so easy; why did I want to give up so easy in my life. Anytime something gets hard in life it always seemed easier to just give up. I several times just wanted to give up. How is it that a life so small and thought by most to be nearly insignificant could fight so hard to live? A human’s life is so much longer and thought to be so much more significant, yet we sometimes seem to give up so much easier. Hammy never let me give up on my life all of the times I wanted to. There were times I needed someone, but my friends couldn’t always be with me every minute; Hammy was there. My friends were half of the reason I didn’t give up, but Hammy, and my other hamsters were the other half of the reason. He was there for me so much. Hammy seemed to teach me that no matter how hard things get, I shouldn’t give up. It will be hard sometimes to keep living and keep fighting, but I know I will try. He seemed to want to prove to me that life is so very special. Who would have ever thought that hamsters, especially one little hamster, could change my life so much.

Hammy

Hammy finally passed away on October 28, 2009. I woke up that morning to find that he finally passed away. Now that he is gone I miss him so much, but I am so thankful that he got to be part of my life. Hammy left so many tiny little paw prints on my heart and I will never forget him and the good memories we had together; and I know that I will also never forget the lesson he has taught me about life.

Hammy

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Credits: HH Designer Maremoto for designing the lovely logo, dusty and maremoto for coming up with the name for this series.
Click here to find out how to submit your story, and to read all the issues.

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HuHam Bond #1: Viggy Sidney

by wiffy on September 22, 2009

HuHam Bond

This article is written for HuHam Bond, a new series of short stories celebrating the close human-hamster bond and friendship.  Check out how you can submit your story here.

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Written by forum member viggysidney for her hamster, Viggy Sidney

Viggy Sidney

He knew I was his mommy, and loved me unconditionally. I never saw him as a pet, but a friend who helped me cope with the hardships of life.

My life with Viggy Sidney was like no other. Ever since I first got him, it was love at first sight. I remember watching him sit by the glass window looking around without bothering anybody. He was the only hamster they had and I knew he was the one.  The store had a variety of hamster supplies and you bet I got them all! He was spoiled since day one. When I arrived home, I introduced him as the new member of the family. He was so friendly that he let everyone hold him. We even played a little bit with him, before putting him inside his new home.

Viggy Sidney

He didn’t talk, but his presence filled not only my heart, but also the hearts of anyone who saw him.

He adjusted to his new home very quickly, and I remember running home from school as soon as class ended, because I missed him so much. My mom would keep an eye on him while I was at school and she would always tell me the different sleeping positions she would find him in. One of them was lying on his back while snoring with his legs stretched. After a couple of days, he began to recognize my voice, and stood up to greet me whenever I came back to my room. Every time he heard me come into my room with a bag, he knew I had something for him. He enjoyed carrot snacks, rollinis, and “Nut Kracker” sticks. He never accepted organic food, no matter how many times I tried. Our favourite things to do were dancing, watching movies, and playing video games. However, it wasn’t all about playing. Viggy Sidney was a great listener and provided me comfort. If I wanted to rub his back, he stopped (even if he was busy), so I could do so and then, he would go back to what he was doing. There were times, when he gave me a bit of an attitude, but it was the funniest thing he could ever do. He was naturally potty trained, and he made a little toilet room under the stairs. He would dig a whole, do his business and then cover it up like a little dog, and give me one of his “looks” if I interrupted him. Sometimes, he would do his business inside his igloo, and he made sure of letting me know of it by throwing a tantrum! He used to come out of his igloo and sat in a corner staring at me, until I cleaned it. He literally would not move until I showed him that it was clean! Even when he did that, he was still special.

Viggy Sidney

He was ready to go, but he wouldn’t go until, he knew I was ready.

He knew I was his mommy, and loved me unconditionally. I never saw him as a pet, but a friend who helped me cope with the hardships of life. He didn’t talk, but his presence filled not only my heart, but also the hearts of anyone who saw him. He was small, but his soul was the biggest. As he passed away, I told him how grateful I was for having him in my life. He was ready to go, but he wouldn’t go until, he knew I was ready. He lay on my bed where I provided him comfort just as he did to me during his life. He wanted to be in his home for his final moment, so I put him inside his igloo, but he crawled out with all the strength that he had left and went to his favourite corner. The corner where he stood to greet me, where he waited for me to clean his igloo, where he moved his head up to say his final good-bye, as I told him how much I loved him and that it was okay to cross the Rainbow bridge. I painted a plant pot, which was his final resting place. After I closed the pot, a rainbow appeared in the sky. He sent it to me to let me know he was okay and that he wanted me to be happy. He was loyal until the end.

Viggy Sidney

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Credits: HH Designer Maremoto for designing the lovely logo, dusty and maremoto for coming up with the name for this series.
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