When I was on cancer treatment at St. Jude, there was a Child Life Specialist named Shaun.
Shaun had a dancing toy hamster that sang "Born to be wild" when you pressed its paw.
I think he called it Daryl, but I don't remember now. |
I no longer have the video of what happened next, but Shaun and some other members of the Child Life team came into my room dressed in surgical scrubs and carrying duck calls.
Shaun refused to do the chicken dance in order to get his hamster back, and I refused to give up the hamster's location. I ended up taking the hamster home with me when I left the hospital.
I mean, I couldn't hand him over to people dressed like this... |
I emailed Shaun and told him that his hamster had been rescued, not kidnapped, by an organization which protects furry creatures, since he was tired of dancing for Shaun on demand.
I sent Shaun pictures of his hamster lounging around a "resort" with Barbies.
At the pool |
And out on the town |
I named her Bertha, and I married her off to the hamster.
I returned Bertha and the hamster to Shaun in a Kroger bag with a sign that said, "Just married."
Later, I found another dancing hamster in a store and I gave it to Shaun, saying that it was the first hamster's cousin who had just been let out of the loony bin.
It's probably a good thing that Shaun moved away, or his dancing animal collection might have gotten out of control.
Bored Game time!
Answer: In case you couldn't tell, it was a hamster. Move forward 1 space if you knew this before reading this post.
Question: Who just hugged me and Lovaah in the cafeteria?
You are hilarious!
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