Whats The Difference Between Cubefield 1 And 2

Bekloppte in München, Teil 164

Naja, so richtig in die Kategorie "Bekloppte" paßt das folgende Erlebnis zwar nicht. Aber eine neue Rubrik "Kackfrech in München" wollte ich jetzt auch nicht aufmachen.

Our nerve dwarf has recently been a proud owner litter interactions activist a rodent of the genus Mesocricetus, Art auratus, for the non-Latin: a golden hamster. As a rodent with Syrian immigrant he meets all the classification criteria of the great geneticist Sarrazin: ineffable name, sleeps all day, takes over when (shit impeller) is only menial tasks and does not speak German, although he has lived in the 200th generation in Germany. I think also with pork and alcohol consumption, I do not get it, but that's what does not now.

Our hamster has problems in his neighborhood cage a wheel, and indeed already in its second generation. The first, a cast-iron monster with alloy wheels and central locking enabled, although our rodent that contribute one or two kilowatts of power for home, but unfortunately accompanied by the truly infernal squeaking of the circulatory apparatus. In children, it was therefore at night sometimes so loud as if a patrol car of the fire with wailing siren always about driving around the house, at least one firefighter was sitting with a powered leaf blower on until at the height of our floor extended ladder. Also my face in my advanced age now splendidly rampant wool ear, the sight of our Hamster already suspected a fellow buried in the ear canal, could dampen the noise sufficiently. The eavesdropping bags of ladies of the house, unfortunately, have such a wonderfully practical ear sweater on the first place, the same well only the hunter-gatherers is reserved for the night frostklirrender recreates the mammoth. Thus, the decision was taken very quickly to replace the trek mature large stainless steel grind against a model with ball bearings handgelutschtem acacia wood.

Unfortunately began squealing to this after a short time and creaking like a twenty-year-old Ford Taunus. After only 4 weeks had our little Zatopek Sun persevering in his exercise bike around badly degraded that the outside is still quite stable trim-looking device a no longer had to correct imbalance. In German: It wobbled around his middle like the former pastor at the altar. Moreover, our young hamsters had probably developed such fun with his marathon runner *, that he constantly on the run for joy einnäßte. The untreated wood previously tolerated this type of stain is not really. So we decided to bring back this model again.

said - done. We were now at the "plant Kölle Center", a fairly well-stocked garden center with a large Zooabteilung.
There was the broken and with clear (Visual and olfactory) impeller wear-prone and without objection withdrawn. The friendly service man could apparently also to the functioning or non-operability of different wheels, at least he was in receipt of the rodent toy from commentaries.

now ensure our views of a surprise when we after a short tour around the market and our wobbly vollgepieseltes wheel again encountered in shelf. And although not as reduced-priced copy of shortcomings, but for the original purchase price.

Maybe I think about that again with the "Fresh dirty in Munich" category ...


*) to outsiders and non-rodents such enthusiasm is difficult to understand