Introduction of editor, Mr. Winter Snow
Hi everyone, I'm Winter, as my owner calls me. I am a domestic pet and I have roamed my owner's house before and explored the outsides of an escalator. Of course, my owner was with me all the way, to look after me. But it was truly exciting! I saw a giant rectangle standing in front of me, with crystal glass. I was fascinated by the rainbow that it made. But as I was looking at it, my owner said "Times up, Wint. Time to go back into your cage." I sighed and yawned. My owner always does that, because she wants to take extra care of me. I understand her concern, because she told me once that she had two Safyer-breed hamsters, and they died because she gave them only one bed and they fought on who to sleep in the bed. There wasn't much else and my idea of Hamster's Gazette was dying out, when lightning and thunder struck. I was so scared that I jumped and burrowed into my bedding. I cried out in alarm when I saw a flash of white. I knew that my owner was out there, and I hoped that she was OK. When she came back with a tall woman, a little boy and a big boy, I was relieved. I knew that in the home that I trusted, I knew that I didn't need to worry. And I sunk into a deep sleep.
Ouch! Sorry. I had gotten way off the track. But my mind's going blank now, and I really, really need a nap. <Yawns> Ugh. Sorry. But, bye, and sleep tight.
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