My brother and his wife came to visit me today so I thought I would show them Teddy's cage and see if he'd be willing to wake up and say hello.
I went into my bedroom to gently talk to him and was affronted by the sight of his cage door hanging open.
My heart started beating a million miles an hour and I couldn't breath lol.
It's a bit of a drop from the cage to the floorboards and my room is full of crap - like everywhere!
I have never been so worried in my life I don't think. I quickly kicked my sister in law out of my room and started frantically calling Teddy's name.
I kept having visions of him hiding in something like a plastic bag and choking or getting into all my makeup and being poisoned. I near on had a full blown panic attack.
Luckily some sense of rational thought stayed with me and I decided to check his cage before I turned my room upside down looking for him haha.
I took his cage off it's box down onto the floor, and took the top off so I could see everywhere in the base. He wasn't there!
My next move I feel ridiculously guilty about. I gently poked my finger into his nest to see if he was in there - he was.
I was
sooo relieved that I called out to my sister in law to come back up stairs to see him, I didn't even stop to think
At this point Teddy is calmly waking up and coming out of his nest while i'm grinning like a fool and praising him for not escaping. As soon as he got fully out of his nest he realised his roof was gone and started freaking out - at that exact same moment, my sister in law started coming up the stairs. The stairs are really noisy
Poor little Teddy didn't know what to do - he pulled a meerkat pose and spat at me!
He started running round the base of his cage then stopping every few seconds to stand up and spit.
Luckily I was quick enough to think to say to my sister in law "don't come in the room!". I quickly got the top of his cage and placed it back on. He calmed down a bit then so I let my sister in law in to see him quickly.
Teddy stayed out long enough to say hi
very quickly - like : OI YOU - this is
your fault - then went back into his nest.
I haven't disturbed him since. I feel like a horrid person right now.
Does anyone here have like an "Escaped Hamster Plan"???
I don't want to do that again lol. I know about the bucket traps - what I mean is like a way to check his cage properly without scaring the life out of him.
I feel awful for sticking my hand in his nest and waking him up, only to find half his home gone and a stranger coming up the stairs
That's like - the number one thing
not to do.
I have no idea how his cage door got opened either
I must have not closed it properly when I went to bed last night