We had agreed that if he improved his behavior at school and proved himself to be responsible, he could have a mouse/hamster/some kind of rodent to be his pet in HIS room.
So I picked him up from school and we went to P*tSm*rt to see what form of rodentia there was available for purchase.
ZBoy fell in love with a little black gerbil. Gerbils are fine with me. I was not crazy about the idea of a mouse (they pee constantly so they really stink), but a hamster or gerbil would be okay with me. Gerbil won out because they actually sleep at night. Hamsters are nocturnal.
A suitable enclosure was chosen, as much for its ability to keep cats out as to keep gerbils in and I set about putting the darned thing together. There were many bad words. As it turns out, the instructions left out one vital step, which I tumbled to when I tried to install the exercise wheel apparatus. Finally, a gerbil cage fit for rodential royalty!
Meet "Storm Cloud" (so named for today's weather), who will also be known as "Stormy".
He's a rather charming little fellow. Once he got over being freaked out by new people and new places, he became downright friendly. I love his little hands.