Squeaky Wheel

The noise of tortured metal, pleading over and over for relief, had drawn me from my bed. I stood, unguarded in that moment, half asleep, and looked into the bright black eyes that surely must regard me as its personal hamster-god.

It considered every movement of my hand as I let a drop of sweet oil fall against the shaft.

And bit me, drawing blood.

So, you win again, Thorongil. Even after all these years, I am to have not the slightest satisfaction.

I shall give the creature to my elder boy. He seems fond of dealing with little monsters…

For Stulti and Dwim at Henneth Annun.
Stultiloquentia postulated that Denethor might have a hamster Thorongil, (Gilly) and the converstion in the All Good Beasts challenge took on a lif of its own.

I wrote this to satisfy the challenges: All Good Beasts, Monster, and Drabble Mini-Challenge #2, to honor her Dwim's drabble In the Shadow of Númenor, and her poem The Hamster. So many references for just 100 words…

Oh, and most improtantly - to satisfy the cry that had arisen in the forum: “Won’t someone just write that damn hamster story?”

The title is also meant as a veiled homage to Lady Dwim, who has caused so many of us to exclaim, “OK, ok, I’ll write the dratted thing, just let go of my leg!!”

(The last line is not meant to represent me falling away from my newly developed sensitive new-age guy way of looking at Denethor. Sometimes I can’t resist the moment…)