Tales of Thibadeau

Welcome to Tales of Thibadeau, I hope my sweet family enjoys seeing and remembering all of our antics and adventures. There is never an ordinary day in our home, and even if there was I would want to remember every second of it. I love my family and thank Heaven for them everyday. XOXO, Selina



Showing posts with label Fred. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fred. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

A Momentary Lapse of Reason

So remember how I mentioned a few posts back that Katie wanted to buy a baby chicken? Well, somehow Maddy and her decided that a hamster would be better. They combined their money and BEGGED me to take them to the pet store and look at the hamsters. I don't know what I was thinking. I do not like animals. They want attention, they stink, and... they stink. I think I must have fallen in the shower that day and hit my head because, we came home with a hamster!
Meet Fred. I admit he is cute...
I know there is poop and pee in that cage. I am obsessed with the idea that my house might smell like a hamster. I have Scentys all over the place - and, I swear, I can still smell him. Everyone that comes to my house says, "Wow, your house sure does smell like cinnamon." (Cinnamon and Clove Scentsy bars...)
Here are Fred's cage mates. I have recently added a Scentsy spray to the mix. Can a hamster die of candle fumes? Can you imagine it? DEATH BY SCENTSY... I had better be careful, my kids read this.
Look at those faces! After recovering from my mysterious head trauma, I still can't say no to these babies. (There is a 14 day return policy, I could give Fred the boot if I really wanted to), but I won't because I love my girls and they love Fred.