Bambaloogy- by Naama Weksler

My hamster lives on the other side of the galaxy. I will never see her again. I cried for two hours when I heard the news that she died.

But I also remember the story of how I got her, and I will tell you. Well, it all started when we went to Lucky Dog Pet Shop. There were parrots, rats, and mice, white as the moon. But I knew I wanted a hamster. I walked over to the hamster cage and there were about ten hamsters curled up in a purple hamster ball. She was at the bottom, a little coffee cream ball, not like the others. My parents talked to the man at the counter. He came over and lifted the purple ball like it was a plum. Nine hamsters ran out, but Bambaloogy stayed right where she was. I said, “That one!” We got her cage and went home.

Bambaloogy was a genius. Whenever I opened her cage, she would come running to me. The first time, my friend Uma saw it happen. She said, “Whoa!” and fed Bambaloogy some sunflower seeds. She was so tiny, about as big as two scrumptious marshmallows. She never bit me, not even once. Bamboloogy was my best friend in the world. She was my “Beeny Deen, the Little Queen”!