“This place is a crappy cage!” Rem said, disgustedly.
“It’s not bad, you’re just frustrated.”
“And you’re not? This furniture is crap, that door won’t open, and what’s this supposed to be?”
“It’s our breakfast, don’t be so nasty.”
“I’m sorry Honey, I just get so irritated. Why do people think this is a way to live? I bet the people who make places like this never actually live in them.”
“Now you’re being silly. Eat something, it’s good, I promise.”
Rem looked at Sally, suddenly feeling bad. Here he was taking his frustrations out on her, again, when it certainly wasn’t her fault. She tried so hard to make him happy. “I’m sorry Honey, I know I’m sputtering. It’s just not fair.”
“I know you wanted more, but this is where we live now. Maybe things will change, maybe they won’t. But it’s nice here. It’s warm and cozy, we have food and shelter and each other. Everybody is nice. I wish you could accept that and stop being so angry all the time. We can do this.”
“You’re right,” Rem said, reaching to brush a strand of hair away from her eye, “being with you is the most important thing to me. I forget sometimes how lucky I am. I don’t know what I think would be better anyway. Our parents lived just like this and they were happy.”
“That’s the attitude! Now pin a smile on that face because this breakfast is really kind of yummy!”
Rem looked at his wife and realized how lucky he was ending up with her. Right then and there he decided to change his attitude. He would stop feeling sorry for himself and devote his life to making Sally happy.
The two hamsters snuggled together, and turned to enjoy their breakfast.