Sa Paghihiwalay — Saan? Ano? at Paano?

2007-12-16 (Ispidbol, ang dagang-yagit)

Teeeeng– chu !…Teeeeng– chu !…amBUBUWIT ninyo!TENGCHU !

Ang galing mangaroling ni Ispidbol ko ano?Tinuruan ko yan — kasi nakaugalian ko nang mag-count ng blessings sa tuwing matatapos ang taon.

Maalala ko nga pala ito. Natatabunan e. Panuorin mo uli, baka isa dyan ang anak mo. Pero BALIK KA DITO sa POST ko ha?

“Dyinggam-bel, dyinggam-bel, dyinggam olda–wey!!!”

Salamat… pwede mo pa yang i-link sa blog mo at ipasa sa iba. 😀

Ambilis ng panahon.Parang kelan lang kararating ng year 2007, ngayon paalis na sya.

Malimit pag ganitong December 31, angmaririnig mong mga tanong ay:

SAAN ka magbabagong-taon?

ANOng gagawin mo? …o

PAANO mo sasalubungin ang paghihiwalay ng taon?

Ikaw… SAAN ka magbabagong-taon?

Siyempre, karamihan sa piling ng kanilang mga pamilya.May konting paniwala kasi tayo na pag hindi sama-sama sa bagong taon ang magpapamilya, isang taon silang hindi magkikita-kita.

Yung mga taga-probinsya na nag-aaral o nagtratrabaho sa Maynila, kalimitan, magpapasko pa lang, nagbyabyahe na pauwi sa lalawigan nila.Babalik na lang ng syudad pagkalipas ng bagong taon na.

Me ilan na maaagap.Katatapos pa lang ng pasko e bumabalik na ng Maynila para iwas-trapik at sa dami ng nagbyayaheng tao.Doon na nagbabagong taon.

Me ilang kabataan naman na imbyerna sa kanilang mga pami-pamilya kaya mas maligaya sa piling ng mga barkada.

May mga mag-boypren, sinasamantala ang kaguluhan ng kani-kanilang mga pamilya.Palihim na pumupuslit sa kanya-kanyang bahay at nagde-date.Hoy!Ambabata pa kayo… 😕 mga pinutukan ng lintek!

Eh PAANO mo naman sasalubungin ang new year?ANOng gagawin mo sa paghihiwalay ng luma at bagong taon?

Natural marami nagpapaputok.Yung tunay na paputok.Yung iba torotot.Yung iba, ibang klaseng paputok.

Bahala kayo mga pare at mare.Magputukan kayo hanggang gusto nyo. 😉 Walang masama tutal mag-asawa naman kayo. Mas masama pa nga kung kayo’y manonorotot. :mrgreen: Yan ang term nung kapanahunan ko.Nanonorotot means nangangaliwa. 😕

Iwas lang kayo sa pinakamalakas at most powerful na paputok na daig pa ang super lolo — yung super-anghit o yung putok sa kilikili powers. 😆

Hindi… basta ingat na lang kayo.Maski ipinagbabawal ang ilang delikadong paputok marami pa ring sige nang sige.Hinihintay pang wala na silang mabilang na daliri.

At dun sa mga ligaw na bala ha? Ingat kayo.Pag me nakita kayong nagpapaputok ng BARIL, isumbong nyo.Pero simple lang kayo at huwag mag-iskandalo.Baka hindi pa nagbabagong taon e mabaril din nya kayo.

Kung medyo relihiyoso kayo malamang magkukulong kayo ng kwarto at magpe-PRAY kayo.Hindi na kelangan yan.Pwede ka namang mag-pray araw-araw e bakit ngayon pa?New year’s resolution lang yata ang minimemorya mo e! Makisaya ka sa labas!Bumati ka ng hapi nyu yir!

Maski sa blogging! Huwag kang magkulong lang dyan sa blog mo… baybayin mo naman ang ibang co-bloggers mo at bumati ka ng “Happy New Year!”Walandyo, walastek. Nagbakasyon at nagbakasyon ka yata nang hindi man lang nakabati ng merry christmas sa iba bago ka ‘nanahimik…’

Kung me alkansya kayo malamang aalug-alugin nyo.Hindi tutuo yan.Magsipag ka na lang na magtrabaho para dumami ang pera mo.Memya mo mabagsak pa yang cute na piggy bank mo.

Yung iba naman polka dots na damit ang isusuot.Hoy miss… huwag na.Tama na yang barya-barya mong mga peklat at bakokang sa binti at hita ahehe.

Kung pandak kayo, pagtalon at paglundag ang tyak na gimik nyo.Hoy DYI-EM-EY… wala nang pag-asa yan dahil bansot din ang nanay at tatay mo.Mag-high heels ka na lang.At bakit kasi ikinahihiya ang 4’ 6” na height?Isipin mo na lang na smol-bat-teribol ka.Me kilala nga akong 6’ 4”6-footer pero 4 inches lang ang pututoy.😆

O sya, sya… bago tayo tuluyang magkabastusan, ibahin na natin ang usapan.

i-CLICK mo ito para sa ibang usapan at NEW YEAR VIDEO…

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Mananatiling “BATA”

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1999-05-31 (Centennial pasyal)

Homebodyhubby with Kev. Intramuros, 1999. (inset: with BJ, Kev. Luneta)

Huling araw na naman ng taon bukas. Isang taon na naman ang malalagas. Marami sa atin mas dama ang pagtanda pag ganitong papatapos ang taon kaysa tuwing ipinagdiriwang ang atin-ating birthday o araw ng kapanganakan.

May naalala tuloy akong isang tao na hindi na naramdaman ang kung papaano ang “feeling” ng isang tumantanda. Kasi hindi sya tumanda.

Ang ‘swerte’ nya naman! — ‘eka nyo siguro…

Nakakainggit naman sya… — dagdag nyo pa.

Siguro, hehe… kase sa ganitong araw, binaril sya sa Luneta. 😯

Lumaki ako sa Calamba. Duon, ipinagdiriwang ng buong kabayanan ang birthday nya. Parating may parada, at hindi mawawala ang “appearance” ng ilang mga artista.

Opo… Si Gat Dr. Jose Rizal ang tinutukoy ko — ang ating pambansang bayani. Sa ilang tao sa Calamba, kulang ang tawagin na sya ay “bayani ‘lang’”.

Nung bata pa ako, kasama kong binabagtas ng mga kalaro ko ang pilapil patungo sa sementeryo sa isang BUROL na kung tawagin ay Lecheria. Mula sa tuktok nun, tanaw ko ang buong kabayanan at ang marami pa nuong palayan. Wala pa ang mga naglalakihang gusali nuon tulad nyang mga malls ng Liana’s at Walter Mart. Ang tanging nagpapataasang sumusundot sa langit ay ang Iglesya ni Kristo at ang simbahang Katoliko. May isa pa pala: ang pinapasukan kong highschool na Laguna Institute na naging LCBA na ngayon.

Nung nag-college na ako sa Los Baños (karatig-bayan ng Calamba), bago ako umuwi ng bahay ay parating trip ko ang magpaabot ng dilim sa loob ng sementeryo. Paano, nakahiligan ko nang panuorin ang paglubog ng araw sa itaas ng burol kaya ginagabi ako. Eto ang isang picture ko sa sementeryo: 😆

Dinekwat ko lang yan sa lumang album ko kaya maraming komiks clippings. Napansin nyo ba si Ikabod bubwit? Nuon pa man, daga-hanga nya na ako. “Kodalith” (high-contrast B&W) film ang ginamit ko sa litrato. Nung mga panahong ito nahilig ako sa okultismo. Hehehe. Wala namang masamang nangyari, kasi hindi ako pinatulan ni Taning! Ewan ko kung bakit? Takot nya lang siguro kasi nung mga panahong iyon nagsisimula na akong “kalabitin” ni Kristo.

Sa itaas ng burol, may isang maliit na kapilya. Nung bata pa ako parati akong kyuryus na silipin mula sa siwang ng nakasarang pinto ang madilim na loob. Pilit kong inaaninag ang imahen ng iba’t-ibang bayani roon. Si Rizal ang pangunahin, dahil para sa mga miyembro ng Watawat ng Lahi, siya ay isang sugo ng Diyos.

Wala ako “say” dun. Bawat tao’y malayang pumili ng kanyang pananampalataya. Sa ganang akin, ako ay isang Bible-believing christian.

Kung dadako naman tayo sa iba’t-ibang panig ng kapuluan, malinaw na mas pinahahalagahan ng buong bansa ang araw na ito. Kaya nga tinawag na Rizal Day. National o public holiday. Pula sa kalendaryo. Araw na kung saan sya ay naging ganap na isang bayani.

Maraming nagawang kabayanihan si Rizal. Pero hindi ko na yan babanggitin dito. Kaya kayong mga estudyante, huwag nyong hanapin dito sa blog ko ang isasagot sa assignment nyo. Mag-research kasi kayo, ayan at naka-online naman na kayo. Pero pakinggan nyo rin ang sasabihin ko…

Isa sa mga pinagkatandaan kong sinabi ni Rizal (bukod pa dun sa tungkol sa “wika” at “malansang biya”) ay yung:

Ang kabataan ang pag-asa ng bayan.

Tutuo yun `di ba? … Pero bakit ganun? Antagal nang sinabi ni Rizal yan at paulit-ulit na ring namutawi sa mga labi ng mga guro…

Bakit hanggang ngayon tila wala pa ring kapag-a-pag-asa ang ating bayan?

Naisip ko marahil ito ang dahilan:

Hindi “kabataan” ang maraming may hawak sa liderato ng bayan. Mga matatanda na walang pinagkatandaan!

Ang iba namang dating kabataan, nagsi-tandaan nang hindi natutong “makialam” sa suliranin ng kanyang bayan. Yung iba naman, kandidatong maging salot ng lipunan. Lalo na’t kung ang malawak na kalye ang kanyang bahay — mga street children. Tulad nito:

Nasaan ang kanilang mga magulang? Maaaring sabihin nyong wala nang kapag-a-pag-asa ang mga batang tulad nila. Pero sa ganang akin, marami silang posibleng maibigay na kaginhawaan sa bayan kung tutulungan natin sila. Hindi yung kaiinisan, pandidirihan, katatakutan o kaaawaan (lang)… at lalo na — hindi pagsasamantalahan.

Yung iba, may marangyang buhay nga at napakalaking bahay na hindi mo naman matawag na tahanan.”

Kabataan, kabataan… paano ka magkakaisip at magkakamalay? Iya’y sa kung paano ka pinalaki ng iyong mga magulang. Ang PAMILYA pa rin ang humubog ng pag-iisip mo at pakiramdam. Pero kung napasama ang lagay mo, hindi pa huli ang lahat. May CHOICE ka pa para magbago at mapabuti ang buhay mo.

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Bakit isa, bakit dalawa?

Amboy (♂)Amboy (♂), his other side

Hamsters usually open their eyes when they are about two weeks old. When the Chochobebes were sent to us for the third time, Syma’s eyes were both open, but in case of Amboy, it was only one.

Amboy is my smallest and youngest hamster. He was then so thin and lanky and so nervous he was easily get startled. He was very uneasy and so paranoid whenever I handle him he even jumped from my hand.

Inside his cage, he has chosen to stay most of the time at the innermost corner, and very rarely did he play on the wheel. When he was playing, he was always ready to get back to his “comfort zone” whenever he felt some movement outside his cage.

At first I assumed that the opening of one eyelid was just delayed, or was inflicted by Syma’s attacks. When at last it opened, I saw a lifeless amber color that made me realize it was indeed blind: a congenital defect. It was my first time to see and own a one-eye-blind hamster.

As to the etymology of his name, the boy was first called by his former owner as “Spiderman” because of his agility to traverse the ceiling of his mother’s cage in a spider-like fashion. Later I called him by the Pinoy equivalent “Gagamboy” which later changed to “Dagang-boy” (little male rodent) to “Dagang-bulag” (blind mouse) to a sound as it was pronounced by a small child “Dagam-buyag” 😆 … Oedisige — Amboy na nga lang!

One-eyed Amboy

Amboy is eating his first tofu (tokwa) here. The cage is his mother’s which we decided to ‘buy back’ from Chocho’s owner. Amboy is the weaker one, so he inherited the cage.

At six months, maski medyo maliit pa rin ang built nya, tumaba-taba naman. Nabawasan din ang pagiging PRANING niya.

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Kulang sa pansin (Part 2)

Syma (♀)

Syma “sungit” 😆

When Syma and Amboy were sent to us for the last time, Syma couldn’t be restrained from harassing her helpless and nervous skinny little brother.

Hamsters, even the untamed ones, can be safely handled by the loose skin behind their neck. But for Syma any way of handling can be unsafe. Even if handled this manner, she has a nasty way of turning her head sideward and backward enabling her to bite my fingers. She is also able to use her paws to hold my hand and kick using her hind leg. Really nasty!

When inside her cage, she is always ready to bite any body part of an intruder — human or hamster alike, that gets its way close to her cage. Whenever she gets loose or escape from her cage, which happened more than once because she was chewing and had managed to make an exit, I had to scoop her up with a plyboard or with a box-cage.

Because of this trait, we named her Syma — short for Symantec, a powerful anti-virus PC software. Mabagsik! 😆

Hamsters tend to be unfriendly if they were not accustomed to handling — kulang sa himas, kulang sa pansin. They may not been handled as often as they should have been since they were young. This is a fact which is true in any other pets as well (and mind you — even in humans)

Grumpy Syma

This is what she does whenever I put her in this temporary enclosure while I am cleaning her cage in the evening. Hamsters do not want the smell of other hamsters except when a female is in heat.

At six months, hindi-hamak na mas malaki sya kay Amboy. At medyo napabait-bait ko — Kita nyo naman sa video nahahawakan na.

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Kulang sa pansin (Part 1)

The Boolagirls Beria-girdel and Chocho. Playing on the wheel together.

Chocho (named later by her owner, a friend’s daughter) was a Boolagang for adoption. Before living this family, she was given as wife to Isnobol and the mating was successful. She was almost three months old then (just one day short) when she gave birth to the Chochobebes (The Boolagang’s birthday was March 5; the Chochobebes, June 4).

I cannot say that the new mother was inexperienced, I’d rather say that it was her new owners. It was my fault: I failed to stress on telling our friend that most hamsters don’t want to be watched while giving birth, especially if it is the maiden birth. In fact, even after a few days, I would discourage an owner from being overly curious to look at the newborns (sobra sa pansin?) — otherwise, that may be the only sight of them he will ever get. As for Chocho’s babies, some died moments after birth; Some after a few days, so what was left of the litter which was supposed to be six was only three.

On their fourth day, at about five o’clock in the morning, Chocho got out of her cage leaving her still suckling babies. She was nowhere to be found! Our friend notified us, so I advised them to send the babies to me at once. Chocho didn’t show up for one whole day.

What am I supposed to do!?” These are rodents — so small and fragile, not like dogs or cats — and they were only 4-days old! (*O help me God!*)

I dipped a strand of thread in a milk (my wife bought a Ucare powdered milk just for this) and let the three small starving creatures take a sip from it whenever they open their mouths. That I did very carefully, baka ekako malunod?

At 6 pm, our friend happily sent a text message to us: Chocho finally showed up from her hiding place — a pile of shoes in a rack. Fortunately she didn’t get out of the house, where cats and dogs and all sorts of possible dangers abound.

I told them to send the mother to me because I knew that the “reunion” would be so delicate. For a hamster, that more than 12 hours is very long enough — it is possible that the mother could have forgotten that she has a litter and might kill or eat them up.

The reunion was quite funny (I was sorry I didn’t ‘video’ it)… Chocho’s eyes were so widened due to what I thought was an expression of puzzled amazement as she saw her three pups squirming — she was trying to run away from them! So I held her by the scuff of loose skin at the back of her neck and let the babies suck from her. Moments later the mother felt comfortable with them. I managed to shoot a video of them before sending them back to their owners the following day.

Mama Chocho with her babies

Napaka-maasikaso ni Chocho. Mga nanay, padadaig ba kayo sa isang daga lang!?
At sainyo na mga nanay-to-be (o maski kayong mga dalaga pa): Panuorin nyo pagkatapos nito yung powerpoint presentation dyan sa baba…

Their story didn’t end here though.

When the babies were 12 days old, our friend’s daughter texted my wife telling us that one of the babies fell from the cage (they hanged the cage at the ceiling so that cats or ants couldn’t reach them) and died. Our friend sent them back to us once more because her daughter was busy in her studies, and she was quite “guilty” for what had happened. That was when I shot their 13th day video (the following day). After a few days the girl was missing her hammies I sent them back again.

On their weaning age (about 21 days old), the girl texted us again saying that the bigger one of the two hamsters was harassing her younger sibling — including her mother. It was time for the babies to be separated, I thought. And since the girl has only one cage, she asked us to take care of the two small ones and let Chocho stay with her.

So the weaned babies was sent back to us for ‘fostering’… After about a week, Chocho died to the anguish of her girl owner. 😦 Our friends discouraged their daughter to own a hamster again for some time.

That is why these two youngest hamsters are now with this family, ‘reunited’ to Isnobol their father. And that was when Syma (a girl) and Amboy (a boy) got their names… More stories of Chocho’s babies in the following posts later today:

“Kulang sa pansin” Part 2 (28 December 2007)

“Bakit isa, bakit dalawa?” (28 December 2007)

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— PLEASE WATCH THIS PRESENTATION —
WARNING: This presentation (.pps) may make you feel uncomfortable (better if it does), but I want it for your eyes to see. Be ready to explain it to the kids if ever there are some around.

“A letter from an unborn baby”

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Dyinggam-bel owey?

Tsk tsk tsk… 😐 …anuba talaga lyrics nito? 😆

Maski wala namang SNOW dito, ‘turuan’ man lang natin silang “kumanta nang tama”… I-CLICK mo, panuorin at pakipasa:

“Dyinggam-bel, dyinggam-bel, dyinggam olda–wey!!!”

Pwede mo rin panuorin ng paulit-ulit kung wala kang magawa… pero mas mainam kung IPAPASA mo nga. 😉

 

Maligayang Pasko sa inyong lahat! 😀 Salamat po.

Hulog ng langit, yari sa lupa

03 September 2007

Dusk view from my western window (Falling star effect by CorelDraw).

Alam nyo ba na ang mga hayop ay may “kaluluwa”?

Nakakagulat ba? Siguro… kasi ang nakagawian nating pakahulugan sa kaluluwa ay yung “multo” na vaporous substance na parang ‘usok’ o wa-et leydi na lulutang-lutang.

Tuloy mo lang ang pagbabasa, bago mo ako ma-mis-understood… 😆

CLICK mo ito, at nang mai-explain ko ang ibig kong sabihin…

Ang Parol ni TATAY

17 July 2007

Sunset view from my western window (Starburst effect by Corel PhotoPaint).

Pasensya na po uli at ingles ito. Hayaan nyo muna, tutal maiksi lang ito. Hindi kayo magsisisi, pramis.

Ito ay isang artikulo hango sa 2003 Christmas Edition ng Our Daily Bread na pinamagatang “The Gift of Christmas” ng Radio Bible Class Ministries, Grand Rapids, MI 49555-0001

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The Star in the Window

by Martin R. De Haan

During World War II it was the custom in the United States for a family who had a son serving in the military to place a star in the front window of their home. A gold star indicated that the son had died in support of his country’s cause.

Years ago, Sir Harry Lauder told a touching story about this custom. He said that one night a man was walking down a New York City street accompanied by his 5-year-old son. The little fellow was interested in the brightly lighted windows of the houses and wanted to know why some houses had a star in the window. The father explained that those families had a son fighting in the war. The child would clap his hands as he saw another star in the window and would cry out, “Look, Daddy, there’s another family who gave a son for his country.”

At last they came to an empty lot, and a break in the row of houses. Through the gap a star could be seen shining brightly in the sky. The little lad caught his breath, “Oh, Daddy,” he cried, “Look at the star in the window of heaven! God must have given His Son too.”

Yes indeed! There is a star in God’s window. Do you realize what He did for you? Because of God’s love for us, He gave His Son, Jesus Christ (Ephesians 2:4). Have you thanked Him?

For God so loved the world, He gave His only Son

To die on Calvary’s tree, from sin to set me free;

Someday He’s coming back, what glory that will be!

Wonderful HIS love to me. — Smith

(Copyright Renewal 1966 Singspiration, Inc.)

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O, ano na kaibigan? … ‘Dumugo ba ang ilong’ mo sa english nito? 😆 Hayaan mo na… Siya nga ibinuhos ang LAHAT NG DUGO alang-alang sa IYO.

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Many give their lives for their country,

But Jesus gave his life for the world.

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“ For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son,

that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.”

(John 3:16)

“ For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith —

and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God — not by works,

so that no one can boast.”

(Ephesians 2:8-9)

Ang dakilang Tita

NOTE: Have you read my post this morning? —

An exceptional bRATherhood

Today is December 21, a ‘moment’ in a year known to astronomers and meteorologists as winter solstice. The winter season “officially” begins today in the Northern hemisphere, where the daytime is at its shortest and the nighttime at its longest. The sun rises and sets at its farthest southward reach in the eastern and western horizon. Those at the Arctic circle (near the North Pole) are experiencing 24 hours of ‘sunless’ nighttime each day.

(In the Southern hemisphere, the reverse is true: longest day and shortest night; people who live there are now enjoying a warm summer Christmas! Hello to you and your wife, my best and greatest friend in Adelaide! Rain’s here, solo nyong mag-asawa ngayon ang ‘mundo’! 😉 )

winter solstice sunset

This photo was taken a few hours ago today (Dec 21). The sun sets at left — a point in the western horizon far from the power line and the faint mountain at right (compare this with my SUNSET photos).

Most rodents in the wilds have been hibernating underneath their burrows, sleeping most of the day, waking up from time to time to nibble some of their stored food to keep themselves warm and alive.

For hamsters, the onset of the cold season is quite of little significance. Hamsters are nocturnal and hoarders in nature, spending most of the daytime sleeping, waking up in the night to get some food. But of course during the winter, they almost never get out of their burrows like their distant cousins.

For Bebang-girdel this sleeping trait is somewhat at its extreme. She is my most lazy and drowsy hamster, putting the Maine coon cat Garfield into shame.

Bebang-girdel is a banded orange Boolagang, the only surviving daughter of Berio and Mochahontas. Because of what had happened to her banded brown counterpart sister Beria-girdel, I decided to make her a celibate hamster for the rest of her life. It is not my objective to deprive her of her sexual urges — I just don’t want her to die early, that’s all. I want her to live her lifespan at its fullest.

Fortunately on her part, Bebang-girdel rarely gets into “heat”.

Two Boolagirls on their 2nd month together

Bebang-girdel is the hamster at the deck, Beria-girdel is the one below.

I appended the “girdel” in their names because both have a girdle-like band of color pattern underneath their abdomen.

A third Boolagirl named Chocho was given for adoption. She died while staying with her foster owner, leaving her husband Isnobol with their 28-day old babies, Syma and Amboy. (More about my two youngest hamsters on 28 Dec 2007)

On their 3rd month, Beria-girdel began do harass Bebang-girdel, I needed to separate them.

Bebang-girdel in a ‘Hamtaro’ pose

Drowsy Bebang-girdel

Aside from eating and engaging herself into a frequent body-grooming frenzy, what you saw are Bebang-girdel’s ‘favorite habits’ — stretching and yawning.

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An exceptional bRATherhood

You may want to see these posts for other stories of hamster brotherhood:

The firstborns

Separate lives part 1: The weaker takes all

Separate lives part 2: The humbled big brother

First cousins

[ Hehehe… ito ang talagang pakyaw — apat na links agad! ]

Syrian hamsters are solitary in nature. A male and a female only meet to mate. Aside from that, when two mature hamsters meet, they will immediately fight to the point of killing each other. I have seen it so many times — it’s like two fluffy balls fused into one, rolling violently on the floor nobody could part them without himself being bitten.

Male hamsters belonging to a common litter can get along together well as they grow up. Females are more likely to fight both males and females after around day 21. This is probably because females are more territorial.

When hamsters are in a “rubbing frenzy” they are actually depositing their scent coming from a pair of glands on their flanks. An indication of a hostile hamster is the “clacking” or “gnashing” of its two pairs of incisor teeth. A more ‘deadlier’ language is a hamster on its back with its mouth partly open. Whenever you see these signs, beware!

If you read the story of the Lupindilayk twin (“The Firstborns”) you can see that Boromir and Faramir started their sibling squabble on their 8th month of staying together (They were separated on the 11th month). Eight months was quite a RECORD. Until the Boolaboys came in, BREAKING that record. Berio’s sons are still sharing home together on their 9th month without the slightest sign of misunderstanding.

Boolaboys sharing cage and wheel

Bebong II and Berio II are banded males belonging to the Boolagang litter. I called them the Boolaboys. There’s a third one, a white brother named Hamty. Hamty was given for adoption and is still alive today.

Are you familiar with ‘d “Pink Panther”? If not, ask your father who he was. Pink Panther is my ‘punch line’ in the second video.

If you read Berio’s story and have seen his ‘horror’ video, you must know by now that he died a mysterious death before the Boolagang was born, and that he was ‘undertaken’ by his younger cousin Ispidbol in this same old house (setting of the video). Since the cause of his early death was still clouded in mystery, his sons decided to conduct a thorough investigation in the house. 😆

Boolaboys on the Pension House investigation

Wala ding nakuhang “lead” ang ating mga NBI* fRODENTsic — ehe! — forensic experts pala! Nag-amoy-amoy lang at nagtalon-talon ang dalawang harungas.
*NBI — Naulila ni Beriong Imbestigada 😆 Hindi nila kayo…
T A T A N T A N A N !!!

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Si Outgoingwifey ni Homebodyhubby

Matagal ko nang hinihintay na may mag-TAG sa akin nito. Naiinip na ako kaya kahit wala pa, ni-TAG ko na ang sarili ko… 😛 Pasensya na po kayo — sana huwag nyo isipin na rude o conceited ako.

This tag is simple. If you feel comfortable and your better half does too, you can post a picture of her in your blog (but if not, a description will do). It may be a baby picture, anything that you like with the following:

1. First name: if she doesn’t like her name plastered all over the internet, a pet name will do.

2. How and where did you meet?

3. Characteristics.

4. Your plans 20 to 30 years from now.

Dyaraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan…!!!

Hubby & Wife with ‘kids’

O ayan ang pikyur… Sinamahan ko na sya kasi kung pwede lang maski sa pikyur gusto ko parati kaming magkasama. At alam nyo naman si ako, pag na-TAG parating may “BONUS” pa, hehe. Kasama po namin ang aming mga anak — ang aming LITTER na kambal ding paris nina Wigwam at Teepee. 😆

Jokes lang po… Gusto ko lang ipakita ang itsura ng magiging anak NAMIN kung sakaling kami’y biyayaan pa ng Panginoon ng supling. Ako po yung lalaki, si misis naman po yung babae — nuong limang taong gulang pa lang kami.

“Nagkita na pala kayo nung 5-years old pa lang kayo?” — `eka nyo siguro.

Hehe, parang ganun na nga… Kasi personally, I do believe na sapul pa nung pareho kaming ipinagbubuntis sa sinapupunan — AKO sa tiyan ng byenan nya, SYA sa tiyan ng byenan ko — ay nasa plano na ng Panginoon na kami ang magiging mag-asawa.

Napeke ko po ba kayo sa litrato? …soweee.

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Tukso… layuan mo ako?

Wigwam and Teepee are the twin son and daughter of the teenage couple Mochawonka the “wiggler” and Isnohontas Kotonbol.

Wigwam Wigglerson is the husband of the departed Beria-girdel, a Boolagang. Beria-girdel died because of birthing problem, leaving Wigwam a widower.

Teepee Pompom is the wife of Ispidbol. The post entitled Baog na Daga explains why Ispidbol and Teepee have no hammies of their own.

(Tatlong paragraph, tatlo agad ang link… tsk tsk tsk, hanep!)

Wigwam’s morning exercise

Hamsters are also active during the very early morning. Wigwam is shown here ‘warming down’ in preparation for his all-day sleep, to wake up again at around 5pm for another ‘warming up’ for the approaching activity in the evening.

Teepee’s vocal languages

The sound you heard is typically exhibited by males. I presume that this is their expression of loneliness, boredom or drowsiness.

Ispidbol is the hamster in the bigger cage at left. Teepee is the white one at right. The sounds they make are the hamsters’ SEX and MATING call languages.

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