Nataly
New Member
Backstory:
ok so as you can probably tell i'm a first time rat parent with no experience. I got my boy Jack from my teacher because she bought him and a few others so the second year students could draw blood from them and the first years (me) could practice administering oral and optic medication (water and eye drops). The first day she brought them to our class she told us that if we wanted to we could hold a rat during class and since I had never held a rat before I jumped at the opportunity. I fell in love with him instantly. Everyone else had to return their rat within five minutes because they were either defecating everywhere or squirming and clawing. Keep in mind that these were feeder bin rats. Jack on the other hand was calm and he snuggled into my hoodie pocket or elbow. I did notice some weird pimples on his right ear and he was sneezing every five minutes. The next day I chose to hold a rat again but couldn't remember with certainty who he was but after picking up another rat I knew it wasn't him. Over the course of a week I fell more and more in love with the stinky little boy (she kept them in a tank, 4 total. It was cleaned daily). And everyday I felt my heartbreak because my teacher had told us that if they didn't get adopted they were going back to the store. And I wanted to keep him so badly but my mom HATES rats (she thinks they're disgusting) and I knew she would never say yes, but my friend convinced me to try anyway. So, I explained to her how sweet he was, how he had never peed or pooped on me, or bitten anyone despite having water shot into his mouth over and over. How he deserved better and that I would just foster him until I could find a home for him. And to my surprise she said yes. And I swear on Jack's life I started crying then and there in the middle of class. I felt a huge weight lifted off my chest. At the time I didn't expect to keep him long and I hadn't bonded with his siblings so I only got one, which I now know was wrong. I got everything ready and brought him home on Friday February 1,2019 and he was 4-6 months old. the other rats ended up getting adopted by my teacher's friends. One died after he started sneezing, one turned out to be female and pregnant, the other is thriving. I'm currently trying to adopt one of the male pups to keep Jack company. There is a 1/3 chance he might be the father (rats have a 19-21 gestation period, they were bought 1 week before I met Jack, I bonded with Jack for a week, and the babies were born 1 week after he came home). The pups will be 6 weeks old next week so I will hopefully get at least one.
Issue:
I've had Jack for about a month and a half and I'm used to him climbing all over my arms and neck but today I had to keep him in my sleeve longer than usual because my ride didn't tell me she was getting an oil change (about an hour) and I only had a large bin for him. She then dragged me to a store and he climbed up and down my arms about a hundred times and l ended up very scratched.
Long story short Jack scratched me and the cuts are itchy and raised. Is it an allergic reaction to him or normal? I've never had an allergic reaction to anything so I'm not sure.
1&2 are the scratches 3. He's hiding in my elbow in class 4. He's snacking on the couch
ok so as you can probably tell i'm a first time rat parent with no experience. I got my boy Jack from my teacher because she bought him and a few others so the second year students could draw blood from them and the first years (me) could practice administering oral and optic medication (water and eye drops). The first day she brought them to our class she told us that if we wanted to we could hold a rat during class and since I had never held a rat before I jumped at the opportunity. I fell in love with him instantly. Everyone else had to return their rat within five minutes because they were either defecating everywhere or squirming and clawing. Keep in mind that these were feeder bin rats. Jack on the other hand was calm and he snuggled into my hoodie pocket or elbow. I did notice some weird pimples on his right ear and he was sneezing every five minutes. The next day I chose to hold a rat again but couldn't remember with certainty who he was but after picking up another rat I knew it wasn't him. Over the course of a week I fell more and more in love with the stinky little boy (she kept them in a tank, 4 total. It was cleaned daily). And everyday I felt my heartbreak because my teacher had told us that if they didn't get adopted they were going back to the store. And I wanted to keep him so badly but my mom HATES rats (she thinks they're disgusting) and I knew she would never say yes, but my friend convinced me to try anyway. So, I explained to her how sweet he was, how he had never peed or pooped on me, or bitten anyone despite having water shot into his mouth over and over. How he deserved better and that I would just foster him until I could find a home for him. And to my surprise she said yes. And I swear on Jack's life I started crying then and there in the middle of class. I felt a huge weight lifted off my chest. At the time I didn't expect to keep him long and I hadn't bonded with his siblings so I only got one, which I now know was wrong. I got everything ready and brought him home on Friday February 1,2019 and he was 4-6 months old. the other rats ended up getting adopted by my teacher's friends. One died after he started sneezing, one turned out to be female and pregnant, the other is thriving. I'm currently trying to adopt one of the male pups to keep Jack company. There is a 1/3 chance he might be the father (rats have a 19-21 gestation period, they were bought 1 week before I met Jack, I bonded with Jack for a week, and the babies were born 1 week after he came home). The pups will be 6 weeks old next week so I will hopefully get at least one.
Issue:
I've had Jack for about a month and a half and I'm used to him climbing all over my arms and neck but today I had to keep him in my sleeve longer than usual because my ride didn't tell me she was getting an oil change (about an hour) and I only had a large bin for him. She then dragged me to a store and he climbed up and down my arms about a hundred times and l ended up very scratched.
Long story short Jack scratched me and the cuts are itchy and raised. Is it an allergic reaction to him or normal? I've never had an allergic reaction to anything so I'm not sure.
1&2 are the scratches 3. He's hiding in my elbow in class 4. He's snacking on the couch