Squid
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Didn't exactly know where to put this, but alrighty...
The story:
So my friend who isn't *too* experienced with rats (he's had three girls in the past, now he has two of my ten babies) was really sad when Charlie died and decided to surprise me with one for my birthday, even thought I really didn't want another one. He went to the WORST place on the planet: XXXXXX in downtown Valparaiso, its worse then the XXXXXXX off highway 6 (Valpo too, I think) Yeah, that's right, WORSE. He went there a few weeks before my birthday to buy a rat. A few days after he brought it home, my sister found out and told me. when I called him, he told me it was a surprise, and when I told him about XXXXX, he told me they don't let people return animals without health issues. I brought the rat back with me and checked him out, he looked perfectly fine, but I tried to return him anyway.
I brought him to XXXXX, talked to a handler, talked to a supervisor, they still said I couldn't return him. So I went to go check out the other rats to see if they had any health issues (I was trying to see if I could find an infection on one, and then make it look like he has it too) He and his litter are a bunch of creamy lookin' PEWs, about 4-5 months, and all of them are in pine bedding. The cage next to them was a bunch of pregnant females, who tried to bite me through the cage bars every time I went near. There was one on the bottom that they were trying to grab so they could change the water bottle, it jumped out and started crawling up my shirt, as I pick it up to put it back it latches onto me and BITES meD:. I'm bleeding, they're freaking out, I'm bleeding some more...
I washed it and put a band-aid on it(when I got in the car, they didn't have any apparently) After that, I just went home. My finger really hurt though, and the next day there was pus, so I decided to go to the free clinic. the doctor said it was an infection commonly found in rat saliva, and if I had waited another day or two it would have set in the bone and I would have to get it surgically removed:O! Spent a whole lot of money on expensive antibiotic stuff and went home. I called XXXXX and told them to do something about that rat, and that it could spread, and they were just like 'Ma'am, we're more than experienced with small rodents like this, and their heath issues, we're more than capable of handling them and unless we know for a fact that something is wrong with them, we can't do anything.'
Wow. Just Wow. Guys, never go to XXXXX. Never.
Ever.
The rat:
Since my friend got freaked out about the infection I got, he went to the doctor and took his rats to the vet. After his rats were fine he offered to take the new one, he's fine too. He looks to be about 4 1/2 to 5 months, he lost most of his baby fur by now, but he's really small and I'm afraid that one of the bigger rats might seriously hurt him, especially the food hogger, who leaves the other 3 with plenty of scratches from fights over food. He's about half the size of the six month old rats, and 1/4 the size of the year old, and he can fit comfortably in a McDonald's apple pie box. I only have them together when they're sleeping, but I'm wondering if its a bad idea or not to have them in them together all the time?
His name is FootFoot, because the Shags are just so Ossum.
The story:
So my friend who isn't *too* experienced with rats (he's had three girls in the past, now he has two of my ten babies) was really sad when Charlie died and decided to surprise me with one for my birthday, even thought I really didn't want another one. He went to the WORST place on the planet: XXXXXX in downtown Valparaiso, its worse then the XXXXXXX off highway 6 (Valpo too, I think) Yeah, that's right, WORSE. He went there a few weeks before my birthday to buy a rat. A few days after he brought it home, my sister found out and told me. when I called him, he told me it was a surprise, and when I told him about XXXXX, he told me they don't let people return animals without health issues. I brought the rat back with me and checked him out, he looked perfectly fine, but I tried to return him anyway.
I brought him to XXXXX, talked to a handler, talked to a supervisor, they still said I couldn't return him. So I went to go check out the other rats to see if they had any health issues (I was trying to see if I could find an infection on one, and then make it look like he has it too) He and his litter are a bunch of creamy lookin' PEWs, about 4-5 months, and all of them are in pine bedding. The cage next to them was a bunch of pregnant females, who tried to bite me through the cage bars every time I went near. There was one on the bottom that they were trying to grab so they could change the water bottle, it jumped out and started crawling up my shirt, as I pick it up to put it back it latches onto me and BITES meD:. I'm bleeding, they're freaking out, I'm bleeding some more...
I washed it and put a band-aid on it(when I got in the car, they didn't have any apparently) After that, I just went home. My finger really hurt though, and the next day there was pus, so I decided to go to the free clinic. the doctor said it was an infection commonly found in rat saliva, and if I had waited another day or two it would have set in the bone and I would have to get it surgically removed:O! Spent a whole lot of money on expensive antibiotic stuff and went home. I called XXXXX and told them to do something about that rat, and that it could spread, and they were just like 'Ma'am, we're more than experienced with small rodents like this, and their heath issues, we're more than capable of handling them and unless we know for a fact that something is wrong with them, we can't do anything.'
Wow. Just Wow. Guys, never go to XXXXX. Never.
Ever.
The rat:
Since my friend got freaked out about the infection I got, he went to the doctor and took his rats to the vet. After his rats were fine he offered to take the new one, he's fine too. He looks to be about 4 1/2 to 5 months, he lost most of his baby fur by now, but he's really small and I'm afraid that one of the bigger rats might seriously hurt him, especially the food hogger, who leaves the other 3 with plenty of scratches from fights over food. He's about half the size of the six month old rats, and 1/4 the size of the year old, and he can fit comfortably in a McDonald's apple pie box. I only have them together when they're sleeping, but I'm wondering if its a bad idea or not to have them in them together all the time?
His name is FootFoot, because the Shags are just so Ossum.
