Big Ol' Hamster
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I acquired a VERY large pet hamster somehow--this thing was only just slightly smaller than a guinea pig! It was tannish colored, almost like a golden hamster, but I don't know if it had the white underbelly. It was very active, and kept squirming around; either I would set it down or it would escape, and I had to keep chasing it around the house so as not to lose it. It was so troublesome!
Despite its very large size, it easily slipped under doors, and I had to keep following it into different rooms. Even in the dream I couldn't believe it had managed to fit through such small spaces! :O I just kept chasing this rodent all over. It was daytime I think. At one point it ran out into the utility room and went under the freezer!! (This is impossible in real life, though it could have gone BEHIND it. In the dream though, there was a small space beneath the freezer, maybe an inch or less high. Hamster would've been way too big for that!) I stopped beside the freezer and frantically tried to think of what to do. I considered going and fetching a yardstick so I could sweep it under the freezer and flush the hamster out, then reconsidered. So far, it had been curious and exploratory, but it hadn't really made any move to get free of the house entirely. I felt it was just exploring. If I stood and waited long enough, perhaps it would come out on its own. Sure enough, the hamster reappeared on the other side of the freezer, and I hurried to scoop it back up. It squirmed and crawled and I was having such trouble with it. I wondered if I should put it somewhere so I didn't have to keep struggling just to hold on to it.
I realized that I had no cage to put it in! Not a one! I'd apparently just gotten the hamster, and had forgotten all the necessities like a cage, food, waterbowl, bedding, etc.! :( What was I to do?? I remembered that I still had Katchoo's (my deceased rat's) old aquarium, and asked someone--Dad, I think--if this would be big enough for the hamster. He informed me that the hamster would in fact need something bigger to live in. It never occurred to me to house the hamster in the aquarium at least UNTIL an appropriate home should be found--it's not a remarkably big tank, but surely the hamster would've been fine in it for a little while--so I was left holding this thing and really wondering what I should do.
I felt that Ma had been with me when I'd acquired the hamster, however that had been, but now she was at work, so I called her there. "I need you to get a cage or tank for my hamster," I said, "and some wood shavings for bedding." I'm kind of puzzled at this part of the dream, since there was part when I remembered that I also still have some old wood shaving bedding from when I had Katchoo, and I thought that I could use that temporarily. So either I called Ma and told her to get some new stuff, or else told her that I didn't need her to get any yet because I still had some. But I definitely needed a cage or tank.
It's like the call was inconclusive and we never settled on anything. I actually began to wonder if I should even keep this rodent. Sure, I'd just gotten it, and I hated the thought of giving/taking it back; but it was proving to be so much of a hassle that I did not know what to do. I think I was surprised to find myself thinking such thoughts--as I would be, in real life--yet I had the feeling I had stepped into this situation without even thinking it through, and now I had a pet I could not hope to care for properly unless I put a LOT of work into it. Was I prepared to deal with such a hassle? I was starting to doubt it. :/
These are the first dreams I've remembered clearly in a long while. I've been going through a severe depression lately, which MIGHT just be lifting, so perhaps that's affected my recall. My depression was likely induced by hormones but it was heavily influenced by continuing friend-related issues online. (I've been trying penpal sites with absolutely zero luck, and the last experience--discovering that the person I was going to write to was likely just "collecting" penpals--was the worst one yet. We got through all of one e-mail--my luck with two other penpals so far--before she announced she had no time to e-mail her friends but would try snail mail. I was going to accept this before I noticed the dozen other people she had e-mailed it to. I doubt she would have time for snail mail either, with that many people. -_- )
