Agent 105 - The Diary Of A Hamster

At the beginning of 2012, we finally acceded to the kids' incessant requests for a pet. Well not quite. They wanted a dog or, at a push, a cat. A proper pet, you might say. Instead, we got them a hamster. They were delighted and if they were disappointed that the hamster didn't bark or meow, they kept it well hidden. They're lovely kids, full of cheek and nonsense. Anyway, we got the hamster and I suggested we call him Davie Bond. This suggestion was cruelly ridiculed and, instead, the name Agent 105 was unanimously agreed upon. Why not Agent 45 or 306 or 14, 822.96? Don't be daft. This book recounts a selection of Agent 105's best moments over the course of 2012. Please enjoy sensibly.