Ham one and Ham two cuddle and snooze.
Ham three and Ham four join on the floor.
Ham five and Ham six join in the mix.
Ham seven and Ham eight make the pile great.
Ham nine and Ham ten snuggle right in.

They slept in that pile all the long day. snoozing and snorring being quite boring. Until it was time to come out and play and then the ham pile went romping away.

ABU GIRBLZ

CatFreak, normally anerable animals become icky when they take you by surprise. I had gerbils as a child, but when a mouse ran over my foot in the basement of my building… I jumped. Mice in fields or as pets? Fluffy and cute. Mice under my laundry washer, meaning there are also bugs there? ICK!

Same problem with neighbor’s lizard, which he did not warn me was ON HIM, prompting me to squeal when his ‘necklace’ ran across his back.

On the “rodents — anerable or icky?” question:

I was once leaving an appointment in an office building right on the edge of the Potomac, on the Virginia side near the Key Bridge.

My car was parked on the first level of the underground parking lot, by an exit to an alley, right near a dumpster used by a Chinese restaurant.

Just as I started to pull away, I looked at the dumpster, and noticed that the contents seemed to be … moving, seething, almost. I drove a little closer, and realized that I was looking at a “dogpile” of maybe 200 or 300 *rats*, nestling and piling and playing and cavorting, throwing chow mein noodles in the air, chasing each other, having fun.

There were entire litters of tiny babies; there were sleekly plump young Mommies and big muscly Daddies and little old grayfurs, all the fattest happiest shiny-furred jolliest looking rats you could ever hope to see (apparently all the oil in that chow mein was *really* good for them.)

Looking at it, I realized it was like those “wiggle picture” kids’ toys where, you turn it slightly and the picture changes.

If I looked at it from one perspective, it was the most horrid, filthy, disgusting *RAT PILE* in history, like something out of a horror movie or a nightmare.

If I looked at it from a slightly different perspective, it was a convention of extremely happy boisterous healthy downright adorable wild animals, playing, eating, grooming, making … er … love, celebrating the bounty of freshly-discarded delicious day-old chow mein.

They were partying so hard, I half expected a few of them to be playing violins or guitars, or passing out tiny mugs of beer. You could almost hear the singing! ;->

Same sight, slightly different attitude toward it. I could even “flick” back and forth between Revulsion and Awe (or “Awwwww!)

So — rats can be *both* icky and anerable. It’s just all in how you look at it.

it’s a ham tower VERY CUTE but kinda like a horror movie I saw about rats

This is like “Kitten Mosh-Pit” posted a few months ago!

LOL! It’s a Hammy Bacchanalia!

It seems like people either love rodents or hate them…I TEWTALLY LURVE THE TEENY LIL HAM-HAMS! SQUEEEEEE!

Anyway, no way he’s dead. Hammies sleep like that all the time.

D: Yeah, that one little guy looks kind of… dead. This picture is a little creepy; they remind me of rats like this.

Onna stick? Does Mr. Dibbler know?