This
is our dear Milo ... or Milololo as we coo in one of those hammy
moments. This page is a tribute to the hamster who was named after a
chocolate type of breakfast drink. He came to us in August of the year
2002 so we are guessing he's about near 24 months now.
Yo from Hamsterville. I'm Milo, a Winter White Dwarf. I came to my
humans when I was at my cutest - just a 2- or 3-week old ball of fluff.
I used to have a temper. I would often screech and stomp in my litter
when my food bowl was moved and didn't like that hand in my cage. Back
then they were terrified of my fangs. My humans soon found that
Carefresh wasn't for me because often they would put in too much and I
could not be seen, except when I poked my nose out.
I'm not fussy about my meals really. Right now my humans are a bit
fussed up because I have become slim in my old age and they are trying
to stuff me with cottage cheese (not that I am complaining) ... I'm
quite good-natured now and I have often heard my pets boast that I'm the
tamest of the lot.
My only regret is that I will die celibate as I have never had a
girlfriend. The ones above my cage squeak alarmingly when I'm raised to
nose them. I guess they don't know a handsome guy when they see one!
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