Mulled Vine

I came home today to find that the hamster had eaten Geoffrey, our kitten.

Impossible you say? but I tell you it’s true – it lay there on its side in the hamster cage, looking very smug, cheeks bulging with one very unhappy but alive kitten which I managed to rescue and calm down with a plate of cream.

I should have known something like this would happen when I found Geoffrey locked in the hamster’s roller ball the other day, but Amanda my wife told me not to be a daft egit, and she’s always right.

We’ll have to put the hamster down I guess, but I’m not going near it – the critter is looking at me with unusually beady eyes.

“Amanda, could you come here a minute please?”