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[aprilstarchild]

This was the day I met the rats. It had started snowing on the way to the Humane Society, where I knew that fifteen five-week-old rats had just come up for adoption. We got to OHS ten minutes after the adoption office closed, and they wouldn't open the cages for us. But I took this shot with my cell phone. I'm not sure which one is looking at me (for all I know, one of the sisters we didn't take home) but I can definitely tell that's Frodo on the left. She was the first one whose name we could consistently remember, because that spot on her back looks vaguely like a handwritten "f". She was originally Fred, as they were going to be Merry, Pippin, Fred, and George. But we already had a George in the house (common_as_stone's cat) and I kept calling her Frodo by accident anyway!



The day Jarrod brought all four home and surprised me. They were so tiny!! They could walk through toilet paper tubes.



This is almost two weeks old. I'd been nibbling saltine crackers due to my terrible hangover, and I'd put Frodo on the bed. I knew she was ill, so I was bribing her with canned vegan dog food. And, apparently, crackers.



Just a couple of days ago. She's being all cute for mommy.

Bah, I know rats don't live very long (2-3 years on average) but she didn't even make it a whole year--their birthday is around December 1st. I'm not sure what her sisters think--they were a bit agitated yesterday, so I think they know something.

I'm doing pretty good, all told.

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[sagcat.livejournal.com]

aw man! So cute.

I know Iris was quite aware when Lulu died. She was alone after that and was never quite the same. Your's at least still have a social circle.

bye little frodo. =-(