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BULLET, CHAPTER 39, PART TWO
Jun. 15th, 2013 01:39 pmThings Sam did when I let her play on the counter the other night: Played with a bottle cap, got into my sister's bag of clothes, and went watermelon fishing, meaning she perched on the edge of a nearly-empty bowl of watermelon and did her best to get the very last piece at the bottom out. Once she did, she took two bites, let Blatz have the rest, and ran off for more mayhem to cause. Maybe she just didn't like watermelon, but I think it was actually just that she only wanted the challenge, not the fruit itself. She's definitely the little problem-solver of the bunch.
Ratsputin has had some bloody discharge from his penis (I SWEAR I NEVER INTENDED TO TALK THIS MUCH ABOUT RAT DONGS. OR TALK ABOUT THEM AT ALL REALLY.) and since my sister can't afford a vet for him right now, I've been treating him with cranberry juice and with leftover antibiotics from when Scurvy was sick. Given that he is otherwise totally healthy (acts normal, eats/drinks/poops normal, hasn't lost weight or had any other physical changes) I think this is probably just a UTI or bladder infection, rather than a sign of something serious like cancer, and thus a vet is likely not needed anyway, so I am not too worried about him/my sister is not a horrible pet owner for not taking him.
My sister has also promised to give me Darth Sidius, Ratsputin's former cagemate, in August when she moves. We're hoping that they can reunite, as she says Sid has been forlorn since they split up. This may seem odd, given that they were split up because they were beating the crap out of each other and Ratsputin was given to me to nurse back to health (I succeeded too well, this rat is a BEEFCAKE) because he was the one worse for the wear, but rats are complex. Just because Sid wanted to be dominant over Ratsputin doesn't mean he didn't want him around. While you get the odd solo soldier type, most rats need friends.
If they can't get along, though, Sid can always have play dates (supervised, of course) with Miss Blatz. Sam is scared of the boys since they're twice her size, but Blatz, weighing a good pound herself, is not fussed by them in the slightest and is happy to do nice friendly ratty things like licking, grooming, cuddling, etc. with them. I admit to being really amused at how she draws the line at mating, though. Any time one starts to try with some courtship behavior, she pretty much just sidesteps them. This will go on repeatedly at length and it's kind of hilarious.
Also, tomorrow I will be going with my family to Calloway Gardens Animal Safari! You drive through this park full of all kinds of exotic ungulates and such, and they run up to your car, and you get to feed them! They also have a small zoo too. It's one of my favorite things/places!
http://www.animalsafari.com/Georgia/
Then on Monday, I start my training to be a volunteer at the animal shelter! Too bad there's no shelter for the wereanimals in...
( BULLET, CHAPTER 39, PART TWO )
Ratsputin has had some bloody discharge from his penis (I SWEAR I NEVER INTENDED TO TALK THIS MUCH ABOUT RAT DONGS. OR TALK ABOUT THEM AT ALL REALLY.) and since my sister can't afford a vet for him right now, I've been treating him with cranberry juice and with leftover antibiotics from when Scurvy was sick. Given that he is otherwise totally healthy (acts normal, eats/drinks/poops normal, hasn't lost weight or had any other physical changes) I think this is probably just a UTI or bladder infection, rather than a sign of something serious like cancer, and thus a vet is likely not needed anyway, so I am not too worried about him/my sister is not a horrible pet owner for not taking him.
My sister has also promised to give me Darth Sidius, Ratsputin's former cagemate, in August when she moves. We're hoping that they can reunite, as she says Sid has been forlorn since they split up. This may seem odd, given that they were split up because they were beating the crap out of each other and Ratsputin was given to me to nurse back to health (I succeeded too well, this rat is a BEEFCAKE) because he was the one worse for the wear, but rats are complex. Just because Sid wanted to be dominant over Ratsputin doesn't mean he didn't want him around. While you get the odd solo soldier type, most rats need friends.
If they can't get along, though, Sid can always have play dates (supervised, of course) with Miss Blatz. Sam is scared of the boys since they're twice her size, but Blatz, weighing a good pound herself, is not fussed by them in the slightest and is happy to do nice friendly ratty things like licking, grooming, cuddling, etc. with them. I admit to being really amused at how she draws the line at mating, though. Any time one starts to try with some courtship behavior, she pretty much just sidesteps them. This will go on repeatedly at length and it's kind of hilarious.
Also, tomorrow I will be going with my family to Calloway Gardens Animal Safari! You drive through this park full of all kinds of exotic ungulates and such, and they run up to your car, and you get to feed them! They also have a small zoo too. It's one of my favorite things/places!
http://www.animalsafari.com/Georgia/
Then on Monday, I start my training to be a volunteer at the animal shelter! Too bad there's no shelter for the wereanimals in...
( BULLET, CHAPTER 39, PART TWO )
