A sort of poem about my shy Chinese Hamster

[tentoedsloth]

Just before I go to bed, I walk softly into her dark room,
and stop, looking into her tank, waiting for my eyes to adjust.

At dusk, she'll get into my hand to collect seeds.
But the night is her own time, peaceful, and I don't intrude.

There--that shadow--did it move, or are my eyes just struggling to see?
Or there.. is that her? I'm not sure.

Then I see a tiny shape slink across the brighter-colored floor of the tank.
The wheel starts to move, and against the white I see a bar of smoky brown.

Silently the wheel spins and spins, then stops.
A tiny sparkle of light gleams off a shiny eye. She's looking at me.

The wheel moves again. She's not afraid of me any more.
Peanut is doing what she enjoys, and I slowly, softly leave.

[DrKMcK]

Wow. I got goose bumps reading that. It's very well done. I've had hammies and gerbils all my life and you've hit the nail on the head. It's really lovely and you certainly have a loved hammy. <3

[souffle]

That is a beautiful poem. You have talent. Lets have more please x

[HammieLover95]

Great poem! Wonderful, it captures Chinese hams perfectly

[starbug]

Lovely poem x

[Oshawott]

Its so true, I do this every night. Great poem, well done!

[tentoedsloth]

Thanks for saying those nice things.

We've now gotten to the point where I stroke her three times with a finger as she's getting her food from my other hand.

This is probably one of the slowest courtships ever of a hamster's trust but it's very satisfying. She was so scared when I brought her here that she hid for 2 or 3 days.

I have my gerbils to play with physically. When I get them out of their tank they climb all over me. They're kind of like the opposite of a Chinese hamster, I think.

[Cupcake]

That was such a lovely poem it's as if I was there doing everything you were saying