So after leaving Idaho, we went on to California and back in my cage I went. I had had just about all I could take when we arrived in Elk Grove at the Dickinson residence. It was late when we got in so my owners were tired and neglected me all night. Instead of pouting about it, I devised a plan to escape for a bit more running room. While my owners were asleep, I reached up to the ceiling of my cage which wasn't very high and began to twist a piece of plastic until it came loose. Whoever designed this cage wasn't very smart. I guess the plastic was meant to seal the hole when it wasn't being used for feeding me. Well, I managed to get the plastic out of the way until it fell into the cage. Now all I had to do was shimmy my way up through the whole and out into the open. I was free, but wait, I hadn't realized they'd placed me up high on a window seal. I wasn't quite sure how far down I'd have to jump but it would be worth the risk. I closed my eyes and scrambled off the ledge, only to find I had landed right on my owner (Sarah's) face who was sleeping right below. If not for that poorly calcualated landing, I would be a free hamster now. She immediately woke up dazed, but alert enough to grab me and shove me back into the cage. Only problem was it was too dark to find the plastic cover, so I didn't stay in the cage long. By this time, both my owners, John and Sarah, were wide awake and I find my hole being buried under stacks of books. Do you think that stopped me-Of course not.
I went for another plastic cover over a side hole and quickly popped out. My owners were frazzled by this point arguing among themselves over who should get up next. I eventually ended up in the bathtub. I guess I sort of got my way-more room to run, but I still plan to escape one day!
-Batman
