While on a pile of pine shavings or sweating it out on the exercise wheel , I always find myself in a state of quandary. Who am I? What am I doing in this place? Is this the entirety of the world? What purpose do I have? Whose hand it is that constantly encroaches in my space, either to scoop me up or to bring my provender?

Oh yes, I’m a ruminating animal.

I even ask, “how should I even introduce myself to those who want to know me?”

Am I simply a pet? A companion? A grain-chugging bedroom fixture?

Ah, the questions never run out.

I think for now it will be enough to answer one: who am I?

And so I say, “Hi, I’m Coco the hamster. Welcome to my blog.”