I've always had a love for animals of all kinds, ever since I was a wee lass. Luckily my parents are both animal lovers and so when I was small, we had the normal dogs, cats, fish and hamsters, like a lot of families do. As I got older, I entered the work force and my first job was at an exotic pet store. It was here that I drove my mother crazy, for while she loved the cute and loveable little furry creatures, the ones with scales, cold-blood, and long, naked tails were not what she relished. Although she came to tolerate and even like some of my more exotic pets ("...as long as they stay in your room!") it's the cute and fuzzy ones that are still in my home today.

As evidenced by previous posts in this blog, there are several dogs and cats in this family, but a lack of anything small and fuzzy. A few months ago, Mike and I walked past the small animal section while at the pet store and ended up coming home with an enormous Habitrail hamster enclosure and two tiny Roborovski dwarf hamster brothers. They were soon christened Herbie (mine) and Tidbit (Mike's) and while the cats are showing an overwhelming amount of curiosity in them, we are having fun with the little guys.