Over the weekend, while cleaning house I noticed that there were cut marks on my dining room chairs.  Bobby had taken a knife and hacked the backs and seats of the chairs.  Carved his initials into the leg of the table.  There was no way to repair this.  The cut marks were to deep to be sanded, so the table eventually got hauled off.

Since the weekends I also did laundry, I headed into Bobby's room to gather any clothes that were laying around.  While I was in there, I checked on the hamster that Tim had bought for Bobby's birthday.  I noticed that it wasn't moving around like usual. And called Terry into look at it.  We both decided that the hamster had two broke legs or a broken back.  Terry called Bobby into his room and asked him what happen to the critter.  bobby said, Yeah I did that.  And he turned around and walked away. I had Terry take it outside and put it out of its misery.  After cleaning out the cage, I put it in the closet.  I told Bobby no more hamsters. He said he didn't care.

Two weeks later, Bobby came back from a visit with Tim, and went into his room to empty his bag.  The next day or so I was in his room and found another hamster in the cage.  I thought oh no here we go again.  I called Tim and asked him why he bought another hamster.  He told me that Bobby had told him that Terry had taken the hamster outside and killed it.  I said is that all he told you. Tim said yes, I went on to tell him that the last hamster had a broken back and Bobby had done it.  Tim didn't know what to think or do.  But said if there was any problems with this one that he would take it.  Well about three days later, I noticed that the little thing had a limp.  So I called tim and told him to come get this one.  He said he would but it would be a day or two before he could get it.  I said fine. And I hoped nothing would happen to it.  I moved the cage into the living room where it was around more people.

The next day I came home from work, and checked on the hamster.  I was too late.  The hamster was dead.  And by the feel of him, his back was broken too.  I called Tim and told him under no conditions he was not to buy another pet of any kind.  I wasn't going to watch another get hurt.

We had several cats at the time too.  But they never showed the least bit of interest in the hamster, and they stayed away from Bobby as much as possible.