Ok.. This may be a funny story, so bear with me.
About a week ago, Dan came darting out of the bedroom into the living room, going on and on that he had just seen a Gerbil or Hamster in the bedroom. He said when he looked away and then looked back again, it was gone. I was calling him batshit crazy and all that, because, well, we don't have a Hamster or Gerbil, or any pets whatsoever. I thought he'd lost his mind.
Fast forward to about an hour ago... Dan had the baby so I could catch a couple hours of sleep until his next feeding. He came out, woke me up, and said "I SAW IT AGAIN, AND IT'S UNDER THE COUCH!"
I immediately jumped up. I took the baby, and Dan lifted the couch up. There, in the corner of the couch that was on the floor, was something that looked like a Hamster. It ran into the kitchen. We have a pantry that doesn't have a door, and I have the trash can in there... It ran behind that. When Dan moved it, it ran behind the stove. There's a gap in between the wall and the cabinets. It ran behind there when he moved the stove. I had Dan make all the noise he could, banging the cabinets, the walls, etc...
We don't know where it went now.
What do I do? I've NEVER in my life had this type of thing happen. I also have no fucking clue where this thing came from. We live in a Duplex, but I don't think the people on the other side have/had a Hamster.
I can't have it running around my house, especially with the kids. It could be carrying a disease. Its crap also carries disease whether or not it is carrying disease itself.
Is this something that I can call Animal Control (The Shelter) for? I'm at a loss here. I'm sleep deprived enough, and now I can't go to sleep knowing that Dan's not crazy.
Someone please help. What do I do?



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I believe you Dottie and you have my support 
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