before had perked up quite a bit.
Hap Holloway introduced us and explained that we’d be staying in different cabins every night and that each cabin would have a chance to earn us for the night by keeping their cabins neat and obeying the rules.
The kids clapped and stomped their feet and I did, too.
Then Hap told them that for the first night, while they were at the campfire, the counselors would be checking out the cabins to see how well everyone had unpacked and made their beds.
There were a few groans, which probably meant there were some unmade beds.
But I wasn’t groaning. I was squeaking with joy because Og and I weren’t going to be stuck in some wreck of a room from now on.
Og and I were REALLY-REALLY-REALLY going to camp!
NOTE TO SELF: Nothing can cheer a person or hamster up faster than seeing an old friend.
6
Cabin Fever
T he dining hall emptied as quickly as it had filled up. Some of my old friends, like A.J. and Miranda, tried to come up to say hi to Og and me, but a few shrill blasts of you-know-who’s whistle kept them moving.
I looked around at the empty tables, the overflowing bins of trash, the stacks of dirty trays and dishes that a teenage boy and girl were collecting.
“What next?” I asked Og.
Og was silent. I guess he was a little confused about what had just happened and what was going to happen next. So was I.
I hopped on my wheel for a little spin and I started thinking of that song that went, “Chew, chew, chew your food.” That got me thinking about food, so I hopped off the wheel and rummaged around the bedding of my cage to see what I’d stored there. I found a bit of crunchy carrot, which kept me busy for a while.
Once the teens had gotten all the dishes out of the dining hall, it was quiet again. In the far-off distance, I could hear voices singing. I couldn’t catch all the words, but “Happy Hollow” kept coming up.
Then things weren’t so quiet anymore. I heard the patter of soft footsteps running, which soon became the clamor of loud footsteps coming closer and closer. The door to the dining hall slammed open and A.J. rushed over to my cage.
“We won!” A.J. bellowed. Even though he was slightly out of breath, that guy still had an amazingly loud voice. “You get to stay with the Blue Jays tonight!”
He didn’t get a chance to explain, because the door slammed again. Miranda rushed over to Og’s cage. “Og, you’re going to be a Robin tonight!” she said. “Our cabin was the neatest girls’ cabin.”
“Well, ours was the neatest boys’ cabin,” A.J. said. He grabbed my cage and whisked me out of the dining hall.
“See you soon, Og,” I squeaked back to my friend. “I hope!”
The Blue Jays’ cabin was just like the Robins’ Nest, except the curtains were blue plaid. Each bed had a pillow and blanket on it, and at the ends of the beds were large trunks. Clothes were hung on hooks around the room, and it was extremely neat.
There were boys sitting on the beds and trunks. Some of them I recognized, like Richie and Stop-Giggling-Gail’s brother, Simon. Others I didn’t, but they all jumped up when I came in and gathered around when A.J. set my cage on his trunk.
“Listen up, guys, this is Humphrey. He was our class pet and he’s amazing. So we’ve got to take good care of him. And we’ve got to keep this place neat,” he said. “We want the Blue Jays to rule, right?”
They all agreed.
“I’ll go get him some fresh water,” said Richie.
“Me too! Me too!” Simon shouted, following Richie outside.
I soon found out the bathrooms, the showers and the water fountain were outside the cabin instead of inside. (I was lucky to have my water and poo corner inside my cage.)
The other guys in the cabin seemed nice and welcoming.
Then a face appeared close to my cage. “Why’s it such a big deal to have a hamster in your cabin?” he asked. “I have a dog. A gigantic dog.”
“Wow,” said Richie, who was putting the fresh
Larry Kramer, Reynolds Price