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Quality Ratty Time ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ’•

Itโ€™s almost impossible to cuddle Croissant AKA Bitey, but I did it today. ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ’•

I know my grumpy girlโ€™s little quirks well enough that I rarely, if ever, get bit these days. My husband handles the ratties plenty but he doesnโ€™t know which tiny things set my grump off. She wonโ€™t draw blood but she had a rough start and doesnโ€™t generally enjoy handling, and when she does, sheโ€™s very particular. She will let you know if sheโ€™s unhappy. I treasure these moments when she tolerates me.


She let me pet her head with my finger for a full minute! Sheโ€™s just been cuddly today with me and with Dorito too. Thatโ€™s a relief since I worry about Dorito being lonesome with Queso now gone…

A handsome boy, he is.

Sad, Stressed, but I’m Trying My Best โœŒ

Good morning, everyone โ˜€๏ธ Not feeling so good today. My period/PMS are wrecking me, the hurricane is now cat 5 and seems to be turning our way again. Who the heck knows. Cat 5 hurricanes level neighborhoods, leave them like a war zone. I guess if that happens I really enjoyed not being poor the last 6 years. It was really nice. Iโ€™m grateful. Hopefully it spares us.

Iโ€™m trying not to let my thoughts get too dark, but hormones make it hard. Iโ€™m in the library/rat room and decided to have mate today. Itโ€™s been an awfully long time since I made mate just for me (well, and MoonPie.) Usually my mom brews it when she comes over. But I really need to get in the habit.

Ever since I moved the rat cage to the library Iโ€™ve been spending time with the rats every morning. Dorito is more cheerful today:

Iโ€™m a little worried about a scab under Croissantโ€™s earโ€ฆ there seems to be no lump, just minor scabbing but it wonโ€™t go away. I may have to text my vet a photo if it doesnโ€™t go away. I really hope she doesnโ€™t get a ZGT (if you donโ€™t know what that is, google it โ€”or donโ€™t. Itโ€™s bad. Basically if she gets it Iโ€™ll have to have her put down pretty soon, because itโ€™s an awful way to go.) I just donโ€™t want to lose another rat so quickly, even though unlike Dorito here, Croissant is really unfriendly most of the time. But I still love her a lot.

I suppose time will tell. Iโ€™m glad Dorito seems a bit less lethargic. He doesnโ€™t move a lot anyway, after all he is the same age Queso was, and has the same genes. His back legs drag. But he just seems happier today, and Iโ€™m glad for that.

Anyway, I still want to be cheerful today. Hurricane or not!

Iโ€™m going to do my best! ๐Ÿงธ ๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ’•๐ŸŽ€

Scary Days โ›ˆ๏ธ

This morning I had breakfast in the library with my ratties ๐Ÿ’• I started my day with some chores and paying a little more debt. Iโ€™ve almost fully paid my husband up for Megaplex expenses, should be done at the start of September. I am pretty okay. The storm is a worry but what can we do, just prepare.

May I offer you a chonk to start your weekend. I love him…

I’m trying to give him a lot of attention now that his brother is gone. The girls arenโ€™t very cuddly with him. So Iโ€™m making sure I fill that emptiness as much as I can.

One more scritch before I get on with the day. Itโ€™ll be alright little guy.

I have to admit Iโ€™m starting to become fond of this hairstyle which I used to really dislike. I never do anything with my hair at all. But Iโ€™m enjoying this. ๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ™ˆ

Also wearing one of my favorite necklaces again after a while. Iโ€™ve used it so much the choker is stretched out, I probably ought to replace it soon.

For my afternoon snack I had some banana wafers and dark chocolate and consoled myself with MoonPie’s company.

This hurricane is looking REALLY shitty I guess? Lol. I really donโ€™t want to die/have my pets die/lose all of my possessions. Iโ€™ve been trying to stay calm, but yeah. Itโ€™s looking bad.

Pediasure Time ๐Ÿผ

Trying to feed Queso his Pediasure can be a hassle. Heโ€™s much more likely to eat in the company of others, butโ€ฆ they donโ€™t make it easy!

Croissant isnโ€™t a very friendly rat, except when the Pediasure syringe is involved. She struggled as a little one so she used to get lots of it. She would eat it until she was in a food coma and covered in the stuff. But here sheโ€™s just trying to steal Quesoโ€™s.

My sweet old manโ€ฆ I know that before the year is out, perhaps very soon, youโ€™ll see me post about his passing. We will miss him a lot. Right now I am just trying to make sure Queso is as happy and comfy as possible.

Most of his days are still good. But the writingโ€™s on the wall on the bad ones.