I have witnessed, and now I cannot unsee.
I preferred to think that coprophagy was something kinda cute....like a ham picks up a piece of poo he finds, like a Snickers bar. And eats it. I mean, I knew it wasn't like that, but I had never SEEN....its late at night here, and I was watching Pooky all curled up like a wee infant, nibbling little tiny seeds....then....he is cleaning himself. How cute. Now he's .....
OMG. The dark secret practice of 'night feces' was happening in front of me. The little hindgut fermenter had NO shame!!!!
Last time I ate ....that much.....with such relish...it was a pint of Hagen Daz.....
OMG Pooky....Pook! Enough........but no, seconds and thirds were not enough.
Knowing something. And seeing it. Are two different things.
This very necessary part of the hamsters filthy craven nature...I mean....natural nutritional lifestyle....cough.... will make me think twice about kissing him!