Dawn Is Me

Kimmie’s rodent matriarch, Carmel, passed away (:cry:). Dad took her out yesterday and bought her another one, a Campbell Russian dwarf hamster that she named Snowball — because she’s white (with the characteristic black stripe, so Kimmie says she’s a dirty snowball) and she spends a lot of her time curled up in a ball.

Kimmie has company this afternoon, her friend Natalie came over to play. So, when I decided to go tune in to Hamster TV for a few minutes, to see how Hamtaro’s new roommate was doing, I sort of had to walk across the world they had made for themselves to play in.

For the record, said world consisted of two 1.5′ boards, properly labelled with houses and streets, and a lot of Matchbox cars.

I was very polite.

Me: Excuse me for walking across your world.

Kimmie: Ahhhhhhhh!

Natalie: Ahhhhhhhh!

Me: Um …

Kimmie: Earthquake!

Natalie: Earthquake!

Kimmie: Run away!

I’m not sure how I feel about causing earthquakes simply by walking through my daughter’s bedroom. I’m not that fat!