Hah! Someone else who has thought out why douche should be acceptable! I love your reasoning too. XD
Yeah the welts were probably scratches, but it never bothered my husband so I was never sure. Maybe I'm just extra sensitive to whatever they managed to get on their feet. :/ The only reasons we don't have rats now is the welt problem and their LIFESPAN augh. It's so heartbreaking.
Of course... we were very naughty when we got those two. The only total, flat out, no doubt about it, total whim pet I've ever allowed myself to get. See, we visited this rather terrible pet store sometimes because it was in the mall, so when we were there for other reasons we usually drifted in. We never ever purchased anything from them because they sold puppies, kittens, and were all around shitstains. Until the rats.
We asked to pet the ratties, fully expecting them all to run. Well, 99% of them did. Bred to be feeders, didn't know humans from any other big scary monster. Except two. Colored almost exactly alike, and so friendly we barely had the lid off before they were leaping from the floor of the aquarium onto our arms. We looked at each other and just knew we could not let them be snake food.
Spent $6 at the miserable pet store, took them to Petsmart in the little cardboard boxes, hoping they wouldn't try to escape while we got emergency supplies and took them home. Ordered a Martin's cage that night, and never regretted them. Sweetest ratties ever.
ETA: I also wondered if it was pee-trail related because I'd never had that problem with previous ratties I had as a kid, and they were all female. It could just be that I became more sensitive to whatever during the ratless years in between.
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Yeah the welts were probably scratches, but it never bothered my husband so I was never sure. Maybe I'm just extra sensitive to whatever they managed to get on their feet. :/ The only reasons we don't have rats now is the welt problem and their LIFESPAN augh. It's so heartbreaking.
Of course... we were very naughty when we got those two. The only total, flat out, no doubt about it, total whim pet I've ever allowed myself to get. See, we visited this rather terrible pet store sometimes because it was in the mall, so when we were there for other reasons we usually drifted in. We never ever purchased anything from them because they sold puppies, kittens, and were all around shitstains. Until the rats.
We asked to pet the ratties, fully expecting them all to run. Well, 99% of them did. Bred to be feeders, didn't know humans from any other big scary monster. Except two. Colored almost exactly alike, and so friendly we barely had the lid off before they were leaping from the floor of the aquarium onto our arms. We looked at each other and just knew we could not let them be snake food.
Spent $6 at the miserable pet store, took them to Petsmart in the little cardboard boxes, hoping they wouldn't try to escape while we got emergency supplies and took them home. Ordered a Martin's cage that night, and never regretted them. Sweetest ratties ever.
ETA: I also wondered if it was pee-trail related because I'd never had that problem with previous ratties I had as a kid, and they were all female. It could just be that I became more sensitive to whatever during the ratless years in between.