last night, a12 came down the stairs with her hamster cage. her empty hamster cage. it shouldn’t have been empty. there should have been a very cute, wee hamster in it. named licorice. but… well, there wasn’t.
much time was spent hunting. and crying. and hunting some more. my final solution was to put food out and see if she reappeared when she got hungry and then she would be captured and placed back into her cozy hamster cage.
that’s not what happened. it seems she managed to wander down stairs. where she was found. alive and well. except, she was found by the dog. and she is no longer alive and well. and adding insult to injury the dog seems to think that where there is one hamster there must be more. he’s trying his hardest to find another. in the house.