once sylvee went on a trip to Taiwan with her parents. it was her first overseas trip (she was veery young then) it was also my first fortnight away from sylvee. they put me in the neighbour's house before they departed. the neighbours were veeeery boring...they only fed and watered me but nothing else. honestly, they were even more booooring than sylvee's grandfather. first day there, I was happily munching on nuts and fruits, running about in my wheel until I was sent flying, playing on the seesaw and swing, sliding down the slide, p̶o̶o̶p̶i̶n̶g̶ resting in the moshroom houses, yeah, normal stuff for a hamster to do. felt more or less normal. after a few days, I began to get bored. I missed sylvee: she would find the time to play with me EVERY day. I started doing random tricks and stuff, tryna attract the neighbours' attention (yeah I was kindadumb). they never bothered, though. after a week, I was basically like depression. didn't know if I could go on like this any longer. finally, when sylvee came back, I became superrr happy. (was jumping up and down in my cage like a h̶y̶s̶t̶e̶r̶i̶c̶a̶l̶ cute hamster lop) yup. never wanted that to happen again *shivers* fortunately, the next times they went on vacation they put me at a more fun neighbour's house :DDD yey
