Living With Robbie

"RIP little one"

Robbie, affectionately called 'Lobbie', the Singlish way of pronouncing the 'R'. He may looked cute and dewy-eyed, but he delivered a painful bite! I will not forget the day he bit me. His sharp teeth sank right into my finger! All because I wanted to hold him. From that day onwards, I knew he didn't like to be carried. That was a painful lesson. Anyway, he was too fast for me. But dear ol' Rob, he appreciated pats on the back and willingly accepted a little stroke down his back fur anytime.


Robbie lived a disciplined life. I guess these habits were formed when he was with Ruddie. In the cage, there is a place for sleeping, a place for food and a place for poos & shells. When Rubie was introduced to stay with Rob, she has to followed the same rules. I especially like the poos & shells area. They will gather all their poos and allocate them at the top tube of the cage. Similarly, when they have gathered all the sunflower seeds, they would go up to the top tube and start shelling them. The husks were thrown at the same area while they transport the shelled seeds to somewhere else. I used to insert all the beddings and cottons into the tube so they could have a cosy hideout, but dear Rob would take all the beddings down to the ground level cos' that was their dumping area. Hence, their cage is actually one of the well maintained and cleanest among the rest.



Probably Robbie was older than Rubie, he would usually give in to her when they fight. Except for the wheel-running. Many time Rubie likes to hoard the wheel to herself, so Robbie just had to fight for the chance. Same goes for food, Rubie will take all the best stuff leaving behind all the unwanted ones for him, but little Rob always let her be. In the beginning, both of them cannot see eye-to-eye with each other and they had separate sleeping area. But as time went by, the two get along quite well and started to sleep together. Sadly, there's not much time for them together as Robbie was aging very fast.



Now that Robbie is gone, Rubie seems to be seeking attention from us frequently (she used to ignore us!). Whenever she senses us nearby, she will starts biting the grills for attention. She never does that in the past. It was always Rob who came to greet us. -.-" See Rubie, you always dislike sharing, now that your partner is gone, do you feel the emptiness? I hope she can maintain all the house rules Robbie has set. Little Lobbie, may you find Ruddie at the Sunflower Valley. RIP.