In memory of my hamster, Grubbs

by Lindsey Foster

In memory of my hamster, Grubbs ❤

My hamster, Grubbs died two years ago to this date. His residence was a three story cage consisting of slide and gymnastic bars. On occasions, one of my friends family would pet-sit him and he would always escape and hide behind the washing machine; they still have a hole in the wall where he was gnawing away. They named him Houdini because of his escaping antics. His favourite thing to do was run around in his giant ball and explore the garden.

Unfortunately, I am not permitted to have pets in my current property but rest assured as soon as I am given the go-ahead I will be purchasing another hamster, and I will call this one…Tubbs.

Rip Grubbs 😊