Yesterday, Liam brought Squeakers to me. "Look Mom, Squeakers has spiky hair." Oh dear. Poor little thing was shaking like a leaf. I had to dry her with my hair dryer. She seemed to like the warm air blowing on her. We shared a moment together, Squeakers and I. Now I can add hamster groomer to my list of job skills. Sometimes I think Ben wonders what I do all day. Duh!?! I blow dry soaking wet hamsters. Squeakers' cage now has a lock on it. Safety first!