My mom's dont know much about my life before they adopted me. They were asked to adopt me in October 2003. All they were told was that I belonged to a little boy who couldn't take care of me anymore. They agreed. In the beginning it was rough for all of us. However they learned quickly that gerbils need friends to be happy. Soon they adopted my cage brother Skeeter. Later they also adopted two more gerbils, but we don't get along so we won't talk about them.
They call me their special gerbil because I'm different than other gerbils, but they love me anyway. My veterinarian says I had some accident as a baby gerbil and now I don't walk like the rest of my brother gerbils. My moms watch me carefully and make accommodations when I need them. They are so kind and because of their love I am very patient with them, even when they still make mistakes with my bedding. |
