All things together.

I just had to write this down =/
Nobody cares about my hamster so I have no one to talk to, sigh.
The husband didn't really care until he read what I wrote here (and he didn't listen to me when I spoke to him earlier, uh hello?)

The husband's mother insists that I have to get rid of my cute little hamster in our room. She thinks that he's contributing allergy reactions to my husband's pollen allergies, when clearly he's not allergic to animals. Nor dust...
This all started when husband complained that he needed an air filter because he's paranoid about the dust... And now the mother is paranoid about the hamster.

It's my fault since I bought the hamster without the consent of the mother though. I wish I could have first because now I'm grieving.

There was a deal though. The hammie would be moved to the living room but I don't see the point. The "dust and fur" will still travel in the house. Also, he would be only and I live spying and stalking his every move when he's in my room. I like to listen to his food munching and water drinking noises. Feels more lively. Once he's moved to the living room he'll be lonely and so will I. I spend 1% of my life in that living room and I will not change. I like to live with my hammie 24/7, and I don't want to live with him 24/7 in the living room. The sister likes to roam around the living room too so, sigh.

I bet that in the future the mother will complain that the living room doesn't look classy because there's a hamster cage...

I was looking for animal shelters but there are no rooms for small furry animals out there.

The husband took a peek and what I was writing here and called his mother saying that he wanted the hamster in his room. Obviously that's a lie because he doesn't really like the hamster either because his urine really stinks. I can tell that the mother won't fall for lie either (as in, she knew he spoke in my place). She said as long we cleaned him often then its okay. I will have to clean his urinating spot more often (deadliest smell).

I can't wait to get my own place. This family is too big for me, and they're not the kind of people I'm used to be around with. They're not mean but, just a different kind of atmosphere and feel of "home" and very different personalities.

Poor hammie, what will your fate be? The living room, my room or the outside world?