Thor is great! All grown up, and the mohawk is now just a stripe. (Which is too bad, as it was darned cute. Thor is, of course, a "she" and not a "he" - the Daughter laughs and says we mis-gendered the hamster. But she's doing well.) I hear her in the wheel late at night, and when I'm out watching tv she comes to the corner of the cage for sunflower seeds and some attention. We are not allowed to pick her up ("NO TOUCHY!!"), but she will climb on a hand and lick it, periodically. And climb up on the bars and wait for her tummy to be tickled.
Unfortunately, Thor is a little bit miffed with me - I could smell "hamster funk" in my livingroom yesterday morning so I totally nuked out her cage. Wiped the base and corners down completely. I threw away all her bedding, and emptied her old potty corner where she had started to stockpile her food (ewww). I scrubbed out her wheel, threw away the old sand and put new sand in the bowl, etc., etc., etc. The cage is really big, and I've fitted it with several "floors" made of cardboard so she has lots of rooms to explore and move around in, and I left those as they had her scent on them. I left her various chewy toys and boxes (I save small boxes from tea, etc., and put them in there. She likes to have places to go into. And she's got a hanging coconut with a ladder up to it. That kind of thing. So all of those things got put back in, but all the nasty bedding got thrown away. I had to put her in her exercise ball while I did all that, and set the ball in her sand dish so she couldn't go on unsupervised walkabout.
She was pretty ticked off with me when I put her back in the cage.
And darned if my livingroom doesn't smell like hamsterfunk again tonight, already! She's like doing it on purpose! Or, perhaps it's time to replace the cardboard.