So, today I went into the okay pet shop I travel 1 1/2 hours to get to because it's decent. I needed food, a new wheel for Colby, some more sand for the baths, a new light for Aurora, just basic things.
This store has two hamster tanks. One has around 4-5 baby Syrians in it, all males usually, it's about 20 gallons. Not ideal, but not really bad.
The other has hybrids, about 8-9 usually, and it's 20 gallons also.
But for some reason, they got one Chinese today. I freaked at the sight; we don't usually have chineses here. But then I realised he couldn't live with those dwarfs. I also knew that someone would come to get a pair, they'd see the "different one" and get him and a hybrid. I freaked. But then things ran through my head.
"Mozzarella is due on Wednesday. You'll have enough hamsters."
"But he's going to get killed, or someone is."
"You already have 8! Control yourself!"
"You're his only hope..."
"YOU JUST GOT GERBILS AND A CAT I THINK YOU WILL BE OKAY WITHOUT HIM."
So, I walked out. His little eyes looked at me, like he was saying, "Please help me, take me home..." But I was determined. Bought my stuff and got out of that store.
I went out and had lunch. He was in my mind. I couldn't stop thinking about him.
So I went back. But I didn't see him. I freaked. This couldn't be happening! I made the poor pet shop lady dig for him for like 20 minutes.
Finally, I found him. His little nose and eyes looked at me, as if to say, "You came back for me?"
I got him out for a minute, he's totally calm and tame. And tiny at 38g! He looks bigger in the pics than he is! Anyway, hope you like him: