It’s almost impossible to cuddle Croissant AKA Bitey, but I did it today. 🥐💕
I know my grumpy girl’s little quirks well enough that I rarely, if ever, get bit these days. My husband handles the ratties plenty but he doesn’t know which tiny things set my grump off. She won’t draw blood but she had a rough start and doesn’t generally enjoy handling, and when she does, she’s very particular. She will let you know if she’s unhappy. I treasure these moments when she tolerates me.
She let me pet her head with my finger for a full minute! She’s just been cuddly today with me and with Dorito too. That’s a relief since I worry about Dorito being lonesome with Queso now gone…
Good morning, everyone ☀️ 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. I’m grateful. Hopefully it spares us.
I’m trying not to let my thoughts get too dark, but hormones make it hard. I’m in the library/rat room and decided to have mate today. It’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 I’ve been spending time with the rats every morning. Dorito is more cheerful today:
I’m a little worried about a scab under Croissant’s ear… there seems to be no lump, just minor scabbing but it won’t go away. I may have to text my vet a photo if it doesn’t go away. I really hope she doesn’t get a ZGT (if you don’t know what that is, google it —or don’t. It’s bad. Basically if she gets it I’ll have to have her put down pretty soon, because it’s an awful way to go.) I just don’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. I’m glad Dorito seems a bit less lethargic. He doesn’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 I’m glad for that.
Anyway, I still want to be cheerful today. Hurricane or not!
This morning I had breakfast in the library with my ratties 💕 I started my day with some chores and paying a little more debt. I’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 aren’t very cuddly with him. So I’m making sure I fill that emptiness as much as I can.
One more scritch before I get on with the day. It’ll be alright little guy.
I have to admit I’m starting to become fond of this hairstyle which I used to really dislike. I never do anything with my hair at all. But I’m enjoying this. 🌈💕🙈
Also wearing one of my favorite necklaces again after a while. I’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 don’t want to die/have my pets die/lose all of my possessions. I’ve been trying to stay calm, but yeah. It’s looking bad.
Trying to feed Queso his Pediasure can be a hassle. He’s much more likely to eat in the company of others, but… they don’t make it easy!
Croissant isn’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 she’s just trying to steal Queso’s.
My sweet old man… I know that before the year is out, perhaps very soon, you’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 writing’s on the wall on the bad ones.