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Jun. 30th, 2008

Saturday night, B and I were bored. It was a toss up between browsing the local pet store or going to yet another movie. We saw Wanted the previous night so I wasn't too interested in having to sit in one spot for at least 1.5 hours, being ADHD. I did enjoy Wanted, but I would be more willing to watch most movies at home where I can pause it to visit the facilities or draw while I watch it.

We go to the pet store and begin browsing the fish. He wasn't interested in fish because they aren't interactive. We longingly look at the cats, knowing we can't afford the pet deposit that comes with cats or dogs. I casually start wandering towards the birds and rodents. Love birds, but not sure about those and at this point I'm not planning on getting a pet anyway since B doesn't want fish.

He and I start looking at the rodents and talking about how cute they are. I don't want a gerbil, though. They're too small and I got bit when I was 9. He tells me that if I want a hamster or rat, he'll pay for it plus the cage. We start talking to the saleslady and she highly recommends the rats, she has them and loves them. My friend, David, has had rats since he was little and has always talked about how great they are. The saleslady says the same thing. They're trainable, loving and like a dog but on a smaller and simpler scale. She offers to let me hold one. I hold a little black and white Hooded Fancy Rat who just wants to get back in and play. No biting. An older alpha female nips my finger. I won't be getting HER.

We find a suitable dwelling with a starter kit including bedding, toys, vitamins. I ask what I can feed them and various other questions I have. We pick out food and I'm told I can give them fruit too. I picked the one I played with earlier and B picks the quiet gray one in the corner. She's a Hooded Rat too, meaning they both have solid colored heads with a long, thin mark down their backs. The rest of the body is white.

I've never owned a rat before, so luckily I have friends I can call on if I need help with them. We've been having fun playing with them and named them Mila and Saya. Mila LOVES her ball and knows how to turn corners in it. She just knocked down her mobile toy to chew on it and seems to have a look of victory on her face right now as she chews the wood. I just built them a climbing toy out of part of a cardboard soda box. Yesterday Saya was licking B's hand. She nipped mine because I still had apple residue on it. Neither of them are too into being held, but Mila likes to sit on our shoulders for a little while and sniff our hair. She really likes being in our laps, though. Still trying to get Saya to come out of her shell, but her and Mila are playin together more now.

I'm enjoying learning about my new pets, even though I'm still a little worried about being bit. They don't seem to bare down at all when they nip, though, same as a puppy. Mila seems to love both of us and Saya has moments where she's fine and others where she just wants to be in her blue tube. They do cuddle when they sleep, though.

Here are some pics of my new pets. I love those little pink noses!


Sleep time!

Mila wants to play!


( 7 comments — Leave a comment )
Jul. 1st, 2008 06:00 am (UTC)
I love rats. I used to have a beautiful albino rat named Pinky.

I want another one, and/or a ferret.
Jul. 1st, 2008 06:55 am (UTC)
I'm having a lot of fun with them. We just finished playing with them again. Mila was licking our hands like dog.
Jul. 1st, 2008 06:20 am (UTC)

You should call them something else. Technically they may be 'rats,' but 'rats' are… not pleasant. I'm not even going to go into how and why they're not - I will point out hat no one says, “You dirty gerbil!”

Jul. 1st, 2008 06:54 am (UTC)
They're certainly nothing like street rats. They have fun little personalities.
Jul. 1st, 2008 12:14 pm (UTC)
What cuties!

I'm a sucker for all things fuzzy... except for certain Speedo-wearing sorts at the beach.
Jul. 1st, 2008 07:10 pm (UTC)
Rats are awesome. I'd love to get a couple, but my wife detests them.
Jul. 2nd, 2008 05:13 am (UTC)
I had a rat named Oreo who would follow me around the house, hopping along behind me. He'd stand on my foot and ask to be let up, then ride happily along on my shoulder. He'd give my ear little ratty love-nibbles.

The sad thing about rats is they are SUPER prone to getting cancer/fatty tumors. They're kinda bred like that, I think...
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