"Honey...." Very soft spoken, "Ferb is out of his cage. I blocked off the kitchen, but i don't know where he went"
My face was buried in the pillow, and probably drooling. I managed to open my eyes, and Steve was next to me.
"Where did Ferb go?" I asked
"I don't know. I felt asleep on the couch, and thought I was dreaming seeing him." Steve went on, "He was right in front of the vent staring at me, and scratching he's balls."
"I wanted to make sure that I wasn't dreaming, and went to check his cage, and he wasn't in his house"
"I'll catch him tomorrow morning, he's not going anywhere"
Then I thought, Ferb could be anywere. I probably should catch him now. I walk out to the living room with my flash light. Seems like Steve was trying to catch that little bugger with my baby blue Martha Stewart mixing bowl already. But was without success.
I check the usual spot, under the couch. No luck there. I went to Steves room, looked every where,,,,, till i saw this light brown spot moving behind the bins in the closet. I sectioned off the place, make sure that he is not going any where. I told Steve i found him, and he got out of the bed, and came help me move the bins. Robo hamsters are wicked fast, but i cupped it with my hand.
Ferb is back in his cage, and we found out that he could stand on his house and squeez himself out of the cage. So, i put my bobby pins accross it like # so the little bugger won't come out. Then i put some cereal cardboard over it.
This happened on monday, and my sleep cycle is still off. All for the little robo hamster, Ferb.
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