I must be getting soft in my old age...
When we got Rosie, it wasn't so much that we wanted a hamster, as we'd ruled out everything else - I don't do dogs, especially not in this wet a climate, a cat wouldn't survive long this close to a bus route, I wasn't cleaning out guinea pigs or rabbits outside in the cold and fish are too booooring so it had to be a hamster. But I actually feel she's becoming a genuine member of the family. She's bringing out all sorts of nurturing instincts in the three wee ones, Amaia (surprisingly) in particular.
Anyway, sadder still, when we got her an old friend recommended that the kids might enjoy reading the Humphrey Hamster books (thanks Cynthia!) so I have been reading the first one 'The World according to Humphrey' at night - not only is it going down well with the wee ones, but I have noticed that Charlotte (13) is rushing down to the living room every night at 9pm sharp 'to do her homework'! It has nothing at all to do with the Humphrey book she claims, though I know she's listening intently, and to be honest, I am a bit annoyed when it comes bedtime because I'm enjoying it myself but I think they might send round the wee white van if I actually admit I am finding it hard not to read in bed at night!
Amaia is already asking if we can call our second hamster Humphrey, when we get him... I can see a garage conversion any day now!