Mammy: Do you remember that hamster you used to have?
Me: Yeah… Mrs Tiggywinkle.
He Who Knows Everything: Mrs Tiggywinkle?
Me: I think I may have been a little confused between hedgehogs and hamsters. I was only 7.
Mammy: Did you love her?
Me: Yes.
Mammy: Your friend killed her you know.
He Who Knows Everything: I’m not sure she did. They don’t live very long.
Me: Well that one certainly didn’t. I don’t think it helped that you then put her in the airing cupboard.
Mammy: I’d read an article in a magazine! They can sometimes go into hibernation and need putting somewhere warm. I thought it might help.
*pause*
Me: How did you think mummification was going to help a dead hamster?
*longer pause*
Mammy: It might have done.
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6 comments:
"Unattractive?"Non!
But always with mad hair.
i named my first bird `pony riser`
i wanted a shetland
got a bird
childhood was sad :p
Were your parents planning some kind of hypnosis to make you believe it was a pony?
Actually, that sounds like a gap in the market. We could save parents hundreds of pounds and years of being hated with this scheme.
my family are `bird people`... isnt that sad? it means that years of family holidays in the Kruger Park looking for lion and elephants, we were THOSE people, who slammed their cars to a stop to stare at a purple breasted dinglehopper whilst other safari-goers behind us craned their necks to look at what they thought could only be a leopard or some other exciting thing.
we were THOSE people :p
so i got a bird because birds were what we did!!
shouldnt complain too much! had a myriad of pets - including, after long last, my horse... but when i was 4 and i got a budgie... i cried
At least you didn't have to work up to it from a tank full of snails. Snails were free. My dad liked them for this reason.
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