Oh, did I forget to mention that on Valentine's Day, Jefferson and I wanted to get a pet? It's really hush-hush, because our Landlords don't want pets in the apartment, and if we were getting a kitten or a puppy, I could understand why, but for something as self-contained as a fish, we thought that rule didn't apply...
So, after work on Valentine's, we made our way to PetSmart, fully intent on buying a fishbowl and the attached necessities. But when we got there, Jefferson started having second thoughts.
"Fish aren't any fun," he said. "They just sit there and swim around. Can we get a lizard?"
Horrible visions of a lizard loose in our home had me shuddering, "Ugh, no!"
It was then we saw the hamsters and at the sight of their cute little hands, fluff-ball body's, and pink noses, (oh and did I mention Jefferson has the best puppy-dog eyes I have ever seen?!?!) we walked outta there with a black-bear hamster. After discussing names like Smokey and Raincloud, we decided on Coal, though both of us usually just call him mousie (don't ask why, it just stuck).
Yep, Coal is the newest member of our small, cooky family!
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