Literally, we are handled by them. They are our handlers.
They are the hammie mummy and daddy who totally fell in love with us, and just had to have us.
It all started when they walked past the pets shop at Suntec City and decided to buy us! We are the oldest little ones of the lot,and unfortunately, "we" is not "we" anymore, for my beloved friend, Cream has passed away, and I am left alone. I am rather old, but I love it when my handlers pick me up and let me run around over their hands.
- Cookie
PS. I hate being caught in Rachel's dress!
