by TheForumFairy » Sun Jan 08, 2012 4:04 am
kittens -.-im surprised how little knoladge you all are at rats :\ speaking of lol
It all Started With A Mailbox... by Mil Scott
""For us, however, they started with a snowy March morning that turned into a brisk and blustery preface to spring. Not a day for spending too much time outdoors, we‘d decided to use it for running a myriad of errands, one of which was the far from auspicious task of mailing a letter -- or bill -- or some such communication that I may not remember anymore, but which served as the catalyst for a most memorable occasion. It also serves, in retrospect, to reinforce the point made in my ―note from the managing editor‖ (in the right colu-mn of p.4) regarding certain tangi-ble documents being more effective than cyber ones. Had I merely uti-lized e-mail or online bill-pay (as I often do) to save that one precious minute, we would have missed a timeless blessing. For, shivering on the small patch of earth beside the mailbox, was our Molly. At the time, of course, we had no idea this was the case. All we knew was that before us stood an animal in need -- one of a suppos-edly fright-inspiring variety, but who, even from this close proximity, appeared anything but threatening. In fact, if we had any fear at all, it was that she might run away if we tried to pick her up. As it turned out, by contrast, when my husband finally knelt down and held out a hand, the grateful little creature instantly hopped aboard! Having already begun crushing rat stereotypes with this completely civilized act, it shouldn‘t have surprised us to find, upon placing her in a small bucket as a makeshift travel carrier, that she very much preferred riding quietly on my lap. Neither should it have surprised us that she was hungry, as she tried to express by gently nibbling on my sleeve. Still in the post office parking lot, we immediately called our vet for a bit of guidance. He told us with great confidence that rats make excellent pets -- and that they eat a wide variety of foods. We therefore stopped at a convenience store en route to our next er-rand and bought our new friend (already dubbed Molly) a small bag of party mix (including pretzels, cereal pieces, etc.). And, again, we were amazed at how domestic, even human-like, she seemed as she delicately held each morsel between her tiny front paws and nibbled away. When she finished, I created a makeshift water bowl from the bottom of a soft drink cup and she daintily helped herself. Upon arriving home we hunted down an old aquarium stored in our basement and began providing her with bathroom tissue from which to make a bed. Knowing so little about her species at the time, we were amused and charmed by her industry in constructing from this tissue not merely a nest, but a huge cocoon -- until, two weeks after her arrival, we were given an abrupt lesson in rat behavior when I pushed a bit of the cocoon aside one night to find two miniscule pink babies! Long story short, these proved to be twin sons, Noonan and Flannery, who became family members as wondrous, loving -- and loved -- as Molly herself. Between the three of them, Molly and her boys won our hearts completely and changed our lives forever. As I‘ve often summed up this experience, the devil you don‘t know may be an angel in disguise. And, these an-gels proved the finest ambassadors rats could possibly have -- a gift I here attempt to honor by doing my best to become thiers"~rodentreader mag