Resha knows much about hamsters—much more than she lets on. Had I a hamster problem (never will, but in theory), then I would present my problem to Resha, and take her advice as gospel (where hamsters are concerned, anyway.) Don’t believe me? Hell, I have a whole collection of the stuff. I think I will share a few which I find particularly interesting. Quoth the Resha:
...his name was Hammy. He hated me. I used to feel his brains (because hamsters have really thin skulls) and...well, maybe that's why he hated me. I don't know. I was a kid. And then he bit my daddy's hand and ran away one day.
And that is all I know about hamsters.