Finding Rhino

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Finding Rhino
by Bitter Divorced Man
31-Jan-2010
 

My grand daughter called me on Saturday morning, sobbing inconsolably, telling me her female hamster, Rhino, had gone missing and couldn't find her.  I promised her I'd be there as soon as I could and not to worry, because one way or another we were going to find her.  When I got to my stepson's house, who has also been divorced, my ex-wife, the grand mother of the kids, was trying to put Rhino’s cage back together.  Apparently the cage had opened up and Rhino had escaped.  My grand daughter said the night before, she thought, she had ran into the cage, in the dark, and that must have been the time when the cage fell apart and Rhino got away.

After putting the cage back together the correct way, we briefly looked for Rhino to no avail.  My grandson's house is a mess, a dumpster to be exact.  I guess in that regard he has exceeded all my expectations.  Hamsters like to crawl under things, soft fluffy things, and they always hide in holes and openings, so I suggested to my grand daughter that the best thing to do was to clean the entire house, while looking of her, or to leave some food and water in the middle of a couple of rooms till she shows up, but since she wanted to play outside, she opted for the latter.  Meanwhile the only place we provided food and water for Rhino was in the kids bedroom, with the food and water inside the cage and the door of the cage wide open towards the floor so it would act as a ramp for Rhino to get in her cage, if she ever showed up and wanted to do so.

By Sunday noon there was no news of Rhino.  My grand daughter said she’ll show up or she’ll die somewhere, she’ll stink up the place, and we’ll find her that way.  She is a very realistic little girl.  Sunday was a beautiful sunny winter day.  I set up a camping tent in the front yard for the kids to play in.  Soon the neighbor’s four kids and their cousins showed up, and they were all swinging on the gymnastic hand-rings and a tire swing hanging from the tree in the front yard, like little monkeys.  I always wonder why they don't break their hands more often.  I washed my car and vacuumed it, and then had nothing else to do accept to watch the kids, which is not much fun, so I decided to clean my stepson's car.  His car also looks like a dumpster.  Kids practically have to climb over trash to get in.  I must have spent a couple of hours on his car, first washed it, then throw away the trash inside his car, then vacuumed it, and finally began to clean the seats and carpet, first the passenger side, front and back, and then I moved to the back seat behind the driver side, and as I was cleaning the carpet under the driver's seat, there comes Rhino!  The poor animal was have been trapped in that car since Friday afternoon when my stepson picked up the kids from their school.  I thought she looked skinny, but that might have been the state of my mind, thinking three days without food and water, but then again that car had every edible things in it, including left over burgers, chips, French fries, soda; enough for a grown up man to survive for a week, at least.  When I picked her up, for the first time ever, she did not bite me.

Everyone was excited that Rhino was found safe and sound.  They say hard work is its own reward.  Planet Earth Turns Slowly was playing on the radio, I washed the dog shit off of my grandson's shoes and he was not mad anymore, cars were clean, kids were happy playing outside, and my ex-wife succeeded in conning me to give her twenty dollars, till she gets her regular monthly spousal support check tomorrow, so she could put some gas in her car to go to her imaginary job (only God knows where; and yes, I know, I'm a sucker) .

Life could not have been any better at those moments; except if I could find my friend’s missing cat.  He's also been missing for three days now.

 

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Lucky rodent

by Gavazn on

Count your lucky stars Richard Gere didn't find him first.


Latina

Nice blog

by Latina on

At least the creature was alive.

My niece is a revolving door for poor hamsters.

A couple of years ago, she couldn't seem to keep any hamsters alive.

My sister, Nicole (my niece), and nephews were visiting me. This was our conversation to Petsmart.

Latina: So, I see this is were you get your victims...I mean hamsters.

Nicole: Just rolls her eyes.

My sister: laughs

Latina: So how many hamsters died this time?

Nicole: Two

Latina: I see! How did they die again? ( My sister had already told me)

Nicole: They were found in some washed clothes.

Latina: I see so they were thoroughly washed and dried. How convenient. You do realize that this is not how most people wash their hamsters? Did they smell washably fresh?

Nicole: I didn't do it. They somehow found their way into a load of dirty clothes. Rolls her eyes.

My sister: Laughs

Latina: I hear that before this two hamsters, you had some other casualties.

Nicole: Yes, one of my cats killed one but did not eat it.

Latina: I see! Okay then how about I stay in the car as to not become an accessory to another crime. I mean casualty.

Nicole: Very funny Tia Nati

Latina: Thank you! I do my best. By the way Arman says he is going to report you to the CPA.

Nicole: What is that?

Latina: Certified Public Accountants. LOL However, I explained to him that he meant to say PETA.

My sister: Laughs even harder.

Nicole: Arman is such a dork! She rolls her eyes again.

Of course my nephew (Nicole's brother) could not stop laughing at my comments to Nicole.

PS: Arman's nicknamed her the Angel of Death. :o) I told my sister that she really needs to decide whether to have a cat(s) or hamster(s).

 

 

 

 


yolanda

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by yolanda on

Thank you for posting the HD video, it is very beautiful. I have saved it! The song is nice, too!

 


Monda

I've been listening to it multiple times every day

by Monda on

I loved hearing it on your blog! Also consider kind & talented-divorced-man?


Bitter Divorced Man

Planet Earth Turns Slowly

by Bitter Divorced Man on

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Owl City, Fireflies 

You would not believe your eyes
If ten million fireflies
Lit up the world as I fell asleep

'Cause they'd fill the open air
And leave teardrops everywhere
You'd think me rude
But I would just stand and stare

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems

'Cause I'd get a thousand hugs
From ten thousand lightning bugs
As they tried to teach me how to dance

A foxtrot above my head
A sock hop beneath my bed
A disco ball is just hanging by a thread

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
When I fall asleep

Leave my door open just a crack
(Please take me away from here)
'Cause I feel like such an insomniac
(Please take me away from here)
Why do I tire of counting sheep
(Please take me away from here)
When I'm far too tired to fall asleep

To ten million fireflies
I'm weird 'cause I hate goodbyes
I got misty eyes as they said farewell

But I'll know where several are
If my dreams get real bizarre
'Cause I saved a few and I keep them in a jar

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
When I fall asleep

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
When I fall asleep

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
Because my dreams are bursting at the seams


Monda

this was a joy to read :o)

by Monda on

You should really consider modifying your pen-name to sweet-divorced- grandpa.

Maybe some time you can come looking for My lost cat Jooni?  We think she's been eaten by the coyote, but I'm going to check the cars again.


hamsade ghadimi

bdm

by hamsade ghadimi on

i enjoyed your story.  you're a good man and have good stories to tell.  by any chance, are you related to the depressed persian tow truck driver?


minadadvar

Dear BDM

by minadadvar on

I agree with Sheila.K.  You seem like a very kind hearted/generous man.  


Sheila K

you are not so bitter after all :)

by Sheila K on

you are a good ex husband. so many can't even make it as good husbands-- god forbid if they become "ex'ed."


yolanda

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by yolanda on

OMG! You have to wash your stepson's car.....that is too much! You work too hard....you are too nice....let him do it himself next time......The good thing is that you found the creature..Thank God! You are a great step-dad, better than a lot of natural dads!


Anahid Hojjati

Dear BDM, great that you found Rhino

by Anahid Hojjati on

 

Dear BDM, this was nice blog and I especially laughed where you wrote:"I thought she looked skinny, but that might have been the state of my mind, thinking three days without food and water, but then again that car had every edible things in it, including left over burgers, chips, French fries, soda; enough for a grown up man to survive for a week, at least."