digging gerbils

Firstly, my micro SD card spoilt so it's not possible to transfer some photos over from my phone. Sigh. Looking forward to equip my comp with bluetooth.

But I shall describe Herby and Gerby's new tank. They dig, yep, dug plenty. I washed them last Sunday and filled it with two and a half packets of soil (half from the leftover from the previous time). They explored, dug around, hesitantly prodding the ground but not being very careful where they stepped. Their feet sunk slightly into the ground despite me pressing down on the soil such that their box actually flattened a bit (oops).

But after about half an hour they found their wooden house! Their behaviour changes immediately upon finding their house...you can see them frantically start to burrow and dig and soil flies behind them like a sandstorm (that's what it would be in the desert!).

And once inside the house they continue digging at the glass bottom. Ouch! But good for them la, go shorten their nails =P

I went back again on Monday and they still had not found the other box then. I picked them up one at a time and told them "you think mummy and daddy so bad to you all only give you one house arh. They looked at me puzzedly as I patted their heads and then put them back down. Due to the high level of the soil, they could actually, at some parts, reach their paws to cling onto the glass edge and struggle to wiggle themselves up. But once they peer over and see nowhere to grip onto, they give up. Once I put my face so near to gerby that she tried to climb onto my nose!

The way they dig is really fascinating. When they find a burrow of interest, you can see their interest being multiplied by a zillion, and they will dig till they cant dig any deeper, before running back to the start and digging again. As a result their burrow is seldom a steep side in the direction of their digging. It ends up smooth! Maybe the sand dunes of the desert are made by a million gerbils doing that! Oh man, I wanna live in the desert (kidding). Or maybe there are huge gigantic monstrous invisible gerbils. Well, I'll save that for an "I told you so" years later =P

Go herby gerby! =)

you can't separate the butter from peanut butter

Delicious Spread
Butter See, Peanut Do

Hey peanut, nice and round you are! What are you looking at?

Nothing la...hee =)

There you go again, peanut! Distracted.

Nothing la...hee =)

He gets bored, so I place him back in his cage and try to get Butter out. But peanut climbs onto my hand as well! Attention seeker...

Peanut butter climbing all over my hand. Peering left and right.

Peanut tries to explore the ball of my palm and ends up nearly slipping down.

Dark picture of peanut curled into a ball while butter looks downwards.

Their positions quite boring. Never change!

with this post

heralds the shift of this blog from purely entertaining (through photos) to part educational (facts) and part entertaining.

Presenting...

The Munchkins
Eat Play Sleep

let's party!

Let's Party!!!

Play, Eat, Drink, Sleep

Sometimes, herby and gerby run alone. Look at how fast they go!

Sometimes, they run together. Think they will get confused? Think again. They don't have 8 legs altogether for no reason.

Presenting......

Herby and Gerby, together, running in a ball!

They get stuck at obstacles, just like when they are running alone.
And their eight legs get tangled up more easily...but they managed to cover straight distances together. Go herby gerby!

After their long and tiring playtime, they both have their dinner. Hamster delight. Sometimes grape as dessert.

After eating their dinner, herby and gerby rapidly lap up the water. Click click click goes the water bottle...


North, South, East and West. Gerby doesn't even know she's being photographed. Maybe she likes it! Lap lap lap.

And after that......

Thud. Herby goes to sleep. He looks kinda stiff...

And the next day, the cycle repeats again. Play, eat, drink, sleep!

cookie's new home

Home Sweet Home
Where's Cream? =(

To our faithful readers, if you haven't already figured out, our Cookie is pregnant. Yep, and she's due anytime soon (18 - 21 days), so, in order to let her have peace of mind to care for her first litter, we decided to move her into a new cage. Here's cookie in her new home =)

Cookie explores her new home. She goes straight to the house with the comfy cotton inside...hmmmm new smell, she says!

Can I go behind? Behind? This is so cool! I'm getting a new house!

Cookie goes into the house, and explores.

Haha that's my new wheel too! Why is it green? Did mummy pick this? I told her my favourite colour is pink! =(

I tell her that I picked it.

Aha, my dish, maybe there's food... *peers in*

Not yet, cookie!

Wow, I've never seen this before...what's the sky blue thing? Can I grab it? Cookie climbs the back wall of her new cage.

Meanwhile...

Cream sulks as she wonders why cookie isn't with her. She even climbs...and peers over, and...OH NO
She spots cookie's new cage...and climbs the side, trying to get through.

I want to go over there, daddy! Cream bites the cage =(

She doesn't give up, climbing up and back down, and again, and again.

But cookie is oblivious. She climbs up to the second floor...and looks around, and in the distance...

OH NO! She hurries back down. Why is cream over there? =(

I must rescue her!! *runs down*

And they meet, albeit not in the way they expected. With horror they realise that there's a wall separating them. And they bite and bite. Fortunately they gave up more easily than when they bite the playpen.

Cookie refuses to give up; she climbs again, trying to get to cream.

And hangs there forlornly.

Poor cookie.

But...we hope that they will still remember each other.

What a day!

kablazam

Look out! Here comes cotton, climbing out of the playpen in less than FIVE seconds.

Watch out!

cream is furious

Ok, ok. Creamy...I'll get more photos of you...

Poor cream! =(

photo album of yet another wash day

Cookie Cream Cotton
The preggy the not-so-preggy and the impregnator (um, should this be censored?)

Cotton sure looks pretty ugly when he's woken from his sleep! =P

He stands upright and observes my camera. Curious curious cotton!

Meanwhile, cookie tries to grab my attention. Way to go cooks! But uh...be careful of that preggy tummy? I can't really tell which way's up.

In the playpen......

They mingle, cotton keeps smelling them. Sigh cotton, they are ALREADY pregnant!

Never gives up. Even when cookie is obviously fat. Cotton looks about as fat but it's an illusion! =)

After placing them in, cookie goes to her favourite corner and sits down on her butt.

Meanwhile, cotton leaves a big mess...yes, that's from his skinny-looking cheek pouch......

......and curls up to sleep. Guys will be guys huh. Sleep anywhere =(

I didn't want to disturb him (at least he won't be climbing out).

So here comes some photos of cookie and cream in the hand!

Watch out! No no that's cotton's cage below you! (yeah, photo taken before wash I think, order a bit mixed)

Cookie in the direction of the computer. When is mummy coming on again, sighs the cute little fat hammie =)

Bumshot and sideshot. Cookie's patterned coat is really really obvious! =) Must be stretched a lot =D (ps I think I'm getting better at this photoblog thing =P)


Last but not least, hey there cookie!!! =) (post-wash)