Ocafi [2007-07-15 06:44:41 +0000 UTC]
I love rats. We used to have a crapload of 'em. Like, twenty or twenty-five, we didn't know for sure. Their cage was huge.
I was homeschooled, and when I was doing my schoolwork, I used to keep one or two on my shoulder as a companion, usually Danielle or Sandra. They were all so well-behaved and mild that they stayed perched up on my shoulder for hours on end. Sure, there was the obvious consequence of doing such a thing, but it was worth it. They were so sweet.
On one surreal night, one of the smaller ones got caught behind the washer, and we didn't know it. When we turned it on, we heard a clunk and a squeak. Thinking the worst, we looked and saw that Mathilda (we named her after the incident) had caught a fan blade. With her left eye. She lost it, but fortunately she pulled through with flying colors. She went on to live to the ripe age of three. She was a good little rat.
We've since given them all good homes, but I'll always remember them. This pic reminds me of Sandra, although she had a black hood. She was so curious.
Sorry for rambling. I just love me some rats. And some legs. ^_^
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