I have gone through a totally dramatic life, dude! Should we start from the beginning? Sorry, eh? I need to turn off the Just Dance. So. I was born of a surprise litter of two hamsters, Fluffy (my dad) and Fuzzy, who is with my friend now. The day I was born, November 13, I was cruelly thrown out of the nest as my owner, wrapped in her towel and bathing suit, screamed at the top of her lungs. :) Well, that was funny. And then she realized that no, I was not a lizard from outer space, that I was a baby hamster! So she got really psyched and ran around the room. Anyway, after that Fuzzy pulled me back in and I grew up.
A few months later, it was only Fluffy and I now. We were together in a cage, and Fluffy would always chase me around. I had unending diarrhea. It was paaainnnfffullll!!! I rolled all day long, and my owner Evelyn couldn't sleep for days. Then we went to see the vet. He said I was born with it, and he gave us a water to drip in the bottle for days and days and don't let her eat too much of the same food!
It was a miracle. Weeks later, I was almost free of slushy poo. And that becomes of my feces now. I know, right? In March, we had 3 babies-Hachi, Hamu and Hamtaro. They don't live here anymore. So that narrows down to us two now, in separate cages or course.