Disclaimer: This story contains incest.
For my nephew Isaiah's birthday, my older sister Tierra decided to get him pet. He wanted a lizard, but Tierra has an intense dislike of reptiles.
She picked out a hamster and surprised him with it. (Tierra should have picked a puppy, or something less fragile.)
Anyway's Isaiah named her She-she for the obvious reason.( Do I need to explain?)
Isaiah adjusted to school and began behaving better, so they bought She-she a husband.
"I am going to name him Eggroll because he is fast like one," were his exact words. Five year old's have fascinating logic skills.
She-she and Eggroll were the best of friends. They shared the exercise wheel, huddled together for sleep, and stuffed food into their cheeks for storage together.
The friendship was terminated when She-she murdered Eggroll in a graphic and bloody fight. ( I can only assume the fight was graphic and bloody by pictures of the aftermath. No one witnessed it or they would have been separated.)
Weeks later, when the devastation was beginning to wear off, She-she gave birth to eight babies. Eight babies!!Females hamsters become territorial when pregnant.
Two months later the hamsters were separated by gender. Apparently, that was too late. She-she gave birth to an additional seven children. If Eggroll is dad, who is the father?
We gave a total of six away to owners we thought wouldn't get some sadistic joy in watching the fight.
Over the course of the year there were many hamster casualties. They keep fighting each other- especially the females- who outnumbered the males.
Now there are 3 males and 2 females.
Up until a few days ago we thought there were 2 males and 3 females. That's right, one male has been living in the female cage all of this time.
One or both of the females may be pregnant.
The End (for now...)