'Cause the Crazy just wasn't as fun when it was only in my head.

I am a hypochondriac. I have been ever since I was in the eighth grade. Basically what this means, is that... if I get a bloody nose? You can pretty much bet I'm googling Leukemia. If my side hurts, I have researched Organ Failure on Wikipedia. Web MD should charge me for all of the advice that I find on their website. Oh, and the other thing? I hate going to the doctor. So I self- diagnose a lot. Because in all honesty, I don't trust doctors at all. Yeah, I'm basically a crazy person. Nice to meet you.
Of course, I have been living with my own idiosyncrasies for years and years and years, so I'm used to it and while I usually have some sort of ailment-related panic attack once a month, I can generally handle it. However when it comes to my pets, I'm insane.
I have two cats and a hamster. I used to have a fish, but he died. We won't talk about the fish... after about a year (which is much longer than I anticipated having him...i mean, it was a fish...those things are supposed to have the life spans of two weeks) my care-giving declined and by the time I left for college he had been given to my mother, who celebrated this responsibility by killing him after two months. Yay. Hey, look at that, we talked about the fish!
ANYWAY, for Christmas I was given Haruka. Why? Because I've wanted a hamster since I was ten. And then I had that breakup, and my friends sort of went through a period where they all either hated each other or were really busy, so I was kinda lonely. Yeah, I filled my loneliness with an animal. I dare you to judge me. I DARE YOU!
Well, it seems that my hypochondria and OCD has carried into my hamster care. Every day I give Haruka multiple look overs. I can tell you every kink in her fur, the colors in every part of her body, and the length of her teeth. Her schedule and her likes are completely down pat. I can tell you when she's cold or when her heart has sped up the slightest bit or when she's grumpy. That's right! I'm the crazy hamster lady! This better go on my list of accomplishments after I die, right below "Saviour of the World" and "The only woman to live through the night while having her window open in seven degree weather" **

** I live in incredibly cold temperatures because, believe it or not, extreme cold keeps germs from flourishing. So I am cold pretty much at all times.