Keeping Daz cool

Hamster

With how hot its been last month, like it always does, it can get even hotter inside my flat.

Even with the curtains closed all day, which I hate shutting out the light, it does not help.

I have noticed how the heat in my flat has affected my hamster, Daz.
Daz has slept outside his burrow. So he is on view, while sleeping, which is not normal for a hamster.
Having a room thermometer, I can see temperatures were starting to get dangerously high for a hamster. So I had to find ways to help keep him cool, safely.

The first thing I did was get the fan on, which will help me, as well as my hamster.
The fan was positioned in a corner of the living room, away from the cage, so it wasn’t directly on him, as this doesn’t help the hamster by doing that. The fan will then circulate the cool air around the room.
I could see after some time, that he changed his sleeping place to feel the gentle cool air. So I knew it was helping. But the room temperature wasn’t coming down for my liking and I never like to leave my fan on, when leaving my home. So another thing I tried was to fill a bottle of water up and freeze it.
This was then placed outside of his cage where he would normally sleep.
Later, I noticed he burrowed back into his sleeping area and he slept there until evening, when he would normally be awake. So I knew this frozen bottle was helping.
When that bottle had melted, I would alternate it with another frozen bottle, while the other went back in the freezer.
I shall keep doing this while temperature is not at an acceptable level for him.

Whatever you do, please do not leave a frozen bottle inside the cage, because while I was researching alternative ways to help him keep cool, I came across quite a few websites that suggested this.
Hamsters are chewers. So that bottle when the ice is melted, the water is going to come out and go everywhere in the cage, because your hamster would have attempted to chew. A hamster cannot get wet, otherwise you will put them at risk of falling ill.

Also, don’t spray, or bathe hamsters with water, because as I have said, hamsters can’t get wet. You will make them ill.

I can’t believe people have recommended bottles inside cages, or to spray, or bathe them.

Also, don’t put a fan directly on your hamster, as you will chill them and they will be stressed.

The frozen bottle outside of the cage has been a definite winner for me, to help my hamster keep cool.
He has a choice to be as close to his cage wall, or away from it, when he sees fit, while hidden in his burrow.

My fan I keep on to help cool me, as well as the room, when needed.


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More photos of my hamster Daz

As a maority will know, I have a hamster. But I have not posted much about him since the very early days with him mostly keeping himself to himself. (See Chit-chat September – Part 2.) But after cleaning his cage out Saturday evening and sorting him out with his fresh food and water, I gave him a little bit of carrot. I was munching on the rest, so had a carrot breath for the hamster to notice and realised I had a photo opportunity here. So here they are.

 

 

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Chit-chat September – Part 2

Time for part 2. If you have not seen part 1, that can be found here. 🙂

ECG and blood tests

It was my ECG and blood tests this month, as you know if you have been following recent posts.
I also had to take a urine sample in on the day I seen my doctor about the ECG and blood test results. Although I already knew earlier, on the day I had my ECG, that it was ok, as the nurse said so.
My blood test and urine test ended up ok as well and my doctor was happy about my blood pressure readings. So no tablets. I just keep checking my blood pressure once, or twice a week from now on and if it ever goes back up and stays there for a period of two, or three months, then to come back.
When this doctor knew about my situation and about my mum, he said I done the right thing too about taking time out. I had to think about me first, he said.

The cuteness

So regarding the cuteness that I so cruelly ended in part 1 and did not reveal what it was. I wouldn’t skip anything while reading this part, otherwise you will miss why I held back talking about the hamster.

I have a fur baby. A Syrian hamster. I bought the hamster from the adoption part, at Pets At Home. I was told that she was female and was 12 weeks old when I had her, so a bit older, as this post airs. (Just over 3 months and 2 weeks.) I named her Daisy.
Daisy is mainly white, with patches of light grey and her eyes are red. One eye being a darker shade.
Daisy is really nervous and she has been like this all the time, while at Pets At Home. So it’s going to take some work to hopefully have her feel safe at some level, but from having the hamster and to this post airing, it’s confidence is getting better.
I may not be able to handle the same way as my previous hamster, but as long as the hamster feels safe to some degree and happy, that is the main thing.
The wheel in the cage is a temporary one and as this post airs, Daisy will be already on a bigger wheel.

My hamster in it's cage.
My Syrian hamster.

So here is the reason why I delayed revealing my cuteness

After I had her for a couple days and getting a chance to observe a little, I was a little concerned. I thought for a female, she looked different to my previous hamster. I tried to put worry aside, because the hamster was happy, although nervous, was eating and happily running on it’s wheel.

I have only had one hamster before, which that was a Syrian hamster too. A female I named Bubbles and so I have had not much personal experience to compare hamsters.

Not quite a week later, my hamster is growing and I know I needed to get round to finding a suitable bigger wheel for her to run on. I also see that where I was focusing on before, was also growing. I was worrying again, but I was also getting more fascinated.
I tried to put my worry at the back of my mind, because all I could see was a happy hamster, who was learning to be more confident and I did not want to jeopardise her confidence, by taking her to the vet this soon. And like before, the hamster was happily active, eating well, peeing and pooping ok. But there was an occasion I came home from work and I really panicked. It looked a bit of a warm pink down there and I thought it was swollen in particular on one side, so I arranging via a contact form for a vet appointment.
When I looked again, it did not look like before, so now the fascination part crept in very strongly and what I had only been thinking about in the first week of having her, I was convinced now at this point what I was thinking.

With my hamster being more curious with me and climbing up the bars of the cage only the night before to check me out, I thought I would bribe her with a treat and get her to do that again, just so I could have a good look and it confirmed to me what I have mostly thought. She, was a he. So I was having a big grin because it was this and not that worry of another nature I had in my mind before.

Anyway. I kept the vet appointment, which was today. Best to have a full check-up and be on their books in case of any emergency in the future. They confirmed that the hamster is indeed a boy.

So for those who I already introduced the hamster to, meet my male Syrian hamster, Daz. (And not Daisy.)

To everyone else first seeing my fur baby for the first time. I introduce you to Daz, my Syrian hamster. 🙂

My new job going well

My new morning job I started earlier this month, I received feedback yesterday. They are happy with my work.

Seeing a different part of Mansfield

Due to missing a delivery, meant I had to collect it from a local post office. I had to look it up, as I did not know where this particular post office was, as I use a different one. It was 30 minutes walk away, where I have not walked before and I enjoyed the walk that way.

Walking back home yesterday, from my morning cleaning job, before turning off down a street, I was thinking to myself as I was looking ahead, wondering where that would take me. So I know one weekend I will have a wander and see. 🙂

 

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My previous hamster

I have talked about in post, The talk of fur babies of the possibility we may have a hamster, as well as possibly guinea pigs if the room that I would like to give them. But a hamster may be more likely on the cards. Especially with the enthusiasm my mum shown, when she asked me would I have one again.

I thought I would share with you photos I have of my previous Syrian hamster, who I named Bubbles. These are only the photos I have of her, that are in my scrapbook album, which I have taken a photo of, to show. Apologies for grainy photos, but that was down to what ever camera I was using at the time.

My hamster who I named Bubbles. Her coat was white and golden brown, with slight darker brown colours.

Hamsters may only have a short life span compared to other pets, but the joy and love I had for this little thing was just the same as I have had for my other pets. If I was to be a hamster owner again, I would have another Syrian hamster.

 

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Chit-chat pets – How having pets changed my life

Feeling alone as a child because of being bullied, not feeling I belonged and not many friends, having pets were my lifeline, as a child.
Budgies were first, then canaries. Then later, when I was 9 years old, I had my first dog, a collie cross, who I named Brin.
I loved taking him for walks. I was always out with him and I loved the responsibility of looking after him. He was my best friend. The story as you know if you are a regular reader becomes sad later, which I won’t repeat here, as there are posts on here, that I wrote as I dealt with the trauma it left me with as an adult.

My next pets were cats in my teens. We had two kittens. First one a tabby who we named Lucy, then 6 months later, we owned a black cat who we named Smokey, because of how her fur shown different colours in the light.
Lucy disappeared at the age of 3 years old. I still say she packed her bags that day, after she hissed and growled at Smokey for the first and last time. (Smokey was domineering.)
I then had Lady, a stray, who was a tabby. We came across her, while searching for Lucy. Smokey soon realised her domineering days were over. They each knew to keep away from the other, while living in the same house. Lady came with me when I moved out into my own place. I knew for a long time before Lady came along that Smokey could not come with me. My mum loved her and although Smokey enjoyed her fuss from me, she was a mummy’s girl. So it was best she stayed with her. But by the time I moved out, it was some months or a year before when Smokey had to be put to sleep, due to her health deteriorating further.

Lady seemed to be aware of my deafness I learnt, as we lived together. She’d let me know when the post arrived. For how long she had been trying to tell me this, before I realised, I don’t know. For this, it meant Lady was even more special to me.

When Lady passed away, it took me nearly 4 years, before owning another cat, which was Miley. Miley had to be put to sleep this year, in March, as you know,after her not being well. She had cancer, for those new to this blog.

In the time of Lady’s passing and before acting Miley, I owned a hamster, who I named Bubbles. For a little thing, I felt huge love off her.

Owning pets has given me a reason to live, while something to care for. At very difficult times as an adult, when I used to find it difficult to get up in a mornings, by owning a pet meant I had to get up. After all, who is going to feed them otherwise?

Difficult nights, with a cat who was there when I got home from work, was comforting. I would feel happy again even, especially when receiving love off Miley in particular. She soon put a smile on my face.

 

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Thank you to my readers, in showing…

I would like to write a short post, just to express my thanks to readers who have shown an interest in my cat, Miley.
I was looking at the stats yesterday and to say there have been lots of blog posts I have written and the post, “Thank you, Miley,” had not long been aired, this post was at position 15 of most read posts. The other posts of where I gave update on Miley, were even higher. I felt rather humbled yesterday, discovering this.

Thank you. 🙂

 

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Thank you, Miley.

Thank you Miley, for all the endless love you gave to me. It was so endless, I remember right at the beginning, it felt so suffocating. But that soon passed, looking into your adorable eyes. How could I not resist. 🙂
The love and endless cuddles never stopped when you were ill, except I noticed our final days, we had extra.
The very last day, you did not want me out of your sight, as you cried when I went upstairs. When I came down within two minutes of your calling and grabbed the blanket, you knew that was a sign I was sitting back down. You soon jumped back onto my lap and lay back down.
Thank you also, for welcoming and trusting my visitors. They sure loved you, as I did.

Miley my cat on my lap

Thank you for trusting me, which I noticed you gained trust after the first 5 minutes of being in my home. I thought you’d be a nervous cat, with the observations I made at the cat rescue place where I first met you. I was going to sit on the floor at your level, so you could come to me when you wanted, but just as I was going to sit on the floor, you jumped up on my lap and settled down. There you stayed, until I moved you.
The next day, you curled up on the floor in a sunny spot and did not move for some time. I tested you, by banging the kitchen door deliberately, because sometimes I did do this accidentally. You never moved a muscle, so I knew you felt safe. But all the same, I tried to be careful with the kitchen door.

Thank you for being such a faithful friend. You were constantly at my side, (or on my lap,) in our home. Every time I wanted to get up to make a cuppa, you just did not want to move. You followed me as though we were joined at the hips, as though you did not want to let me out of your sight. I had to look before I moved, to make sure I would not stand on your feet.

Thank you for having fun, as you learnt how to play. You soon learnt a ribbon wasn’t scary and it was actually fun to play. You soon learnt how to play with other toys and soon your toy box was expanding. It was fun to watch you create your own play too. 🙂

Thank you for learning how to be independent and to do your own thing when you wanted, in the safety of your own home. I will never forget the first time, as I was panicking, thinking, where are you? Are you alright? I found you asleep on your cat tower upstairs. I felt relief, knowing you were alright and I crept back downstairs, so I would not disturb you. But at the same time I was happy you felt safe and confident to be further away from me, I felt empty-handed until I got used to it. 😀 It was good we could have our own space and yet still meet up for our cuddles, when you wanted.

Thank you for making me laugh. There have been many antics over the years you have done, which made me laugh. There was always something new to see, when I least expected it.

Thank you for being my little nurse. I have not been well a few times since knowing you, but the first time you seen me ill in the night, I could see you were concerned. I kept being sick and in the end, I found it easier to just get on my bean bag and nod. I seemed to be able to be still more, when I chose this option. You were also happy with this option, so you could be by my side. You kept checking me over, before curling up next to me.
My bedroom was out-of-bounds for the first couple of years, but you twisted me around your little paw and I gave you a trial to see if you would stay in a certain spot. This spot was at the bottom of my bed, on your blanket. You learned this better, than I thought you would.

Thank you for teaching me to love a cat again. It took 4 years before I would own another cat again, (you,) because grief affected me that much. The love you gave and everything else that we shared has taught me not to allow grief to get in the way again. When the time comes to own a cat again, I will once again adopt, like I did you and always go for an older cat. The difference being that the next cat would be much older than you possibly and one that is passed by. I want to give that cat a home.
When I will one day do this, I don’t know, as the situation is not right now as I do more things. I don’t want to leave a cat home alone, as it is just not fair. Also, with me looking at one day moving, if I end up in a private flat before a council one, the chances of being allowed a cat is slim. Money situations that have changed and possibly could change in the future, means I may not have the money as I did before, knowing vet bills I may not be able to cover.
But when one day it does happen and when I am in a council property, I will give that elderly cat that is passed by, a very loving home for his, or her final days.
This is where my purpose lies, giving an older cat that is overlooked, a home. 🙂

Miley was put to sleep on the 19th March 2018, after discovering she had many tumours. I announced it, in this post.

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(Please note. I only lit this candle while taking this photo. Due to where I have this glass photo frame, I don’t have my candle lit, as it’s in my bookcase. I hope to have it one day in the future on a fixed wall shelf, or a suitable corner, so I can light it.)

The above photo, the verse on the glass frame says:

A trusting bond
we share together,
Loving feelings that will last forever.
A loyal friend
you always will be,
My beautiful cat so special to me.

© Christine Allan

 

 

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