temblabamomo
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I adopted Morrissey & Maserati from the SPCA when they were roughly 11 weeks old. They were meant to be companions for my dear old Barnaby after his brother passed on. I wasn't sure I was going to go on looking after rats, but within about five seconds of meeting Morrissey I was in love.
Morrissey is a scamp, scalliwag, rascal, imp, scoundrel...etc. They weren't handled much as babes, and despite my best efforts Morrissey remains rebellious towards me. Morrissey is the rat who's always finding ways to escape the cage or play area, hoarding my belongings, and chewing rat-sized holes through the bottom of his cage. He's friendly enough though, loves to crawl all over me, and when he gets sleepy he can't resist bruxing a bit as I pet that bit of fuzz between his nose and the top of his head. He's 6 months old now.
Maserati, or Maz, is the sweetheart of the group. He was immediately trusting of me within hours of arriving home from the shelter. He is always scrambling up the cage walls as soon as I get home from work or when I wake up in the morning, wanting me to pay attention to him. Maz spends a lot of time running about the cage grooming his brothers like it's his job. At the end of a long play session, I can usually count on him curling up on my lap and burying his nose in the crook of my elbow. I'll never get a decent shot of him with my terrible camera, the flash always washes him out, but he has a pale champagne hood, and the hairs on the back of his neck are all ticked with a brown/cinnamon color.
Maxwell came along a bit later. A friend of a friend wanted him to be around other rats after his cagemate passed on. He was pretty thin and lethargic and itchy when I took him, but now he's a big healthy boy and enjoys life with his two little brothers. Not sure how old Maxie is, but he acts just like a youngster at times, and he and Morrissey are thick as thieves most of the time. His former person told me he stopped eating after his cagemate died, but within weeks after moving in with his new family he had a complete personality change, like a new rat. I'm glad we could give him a good home. Here he is exploring under the leopard canopy with Maz.
Morrissey, Max & Maz
Obie is our most recent addition. He was all alone at the shelter, and after seeing how sweet and sociable he was, I couldn't leave him. I'm still waiting and watching for his personality to unfold, but he seems quite sweet. I am hoping to do intros with him and Maz in a couple of weeks, then the other two. He's got those very deep, dark ruby eyes. The color shows up a bit different on my camera, but in person (or rat) the base of his fur is cream/white, and the tips are silver. Would that be pearl? Idk. But I suppose it doesn't matter, he's a nice guy, and I'm glad I brought him home.
I adopted Morrissey & Maserati from the SPCA when they were roughly 11 weeks old. They were meant to be companions for my dear old Barnaby after his brother passed on. I wasn't sure I was going to go on looking after rats, but within about five seconds of meeting Morrissey I was in love.
Morrissey is a scamp, scalliwag, rascal, imp, scoundrel...etc. They weren't handled much as babes, and despite my best efforts Morrissey remains rebellious towards me. Morrissey is the rat who's always finding ways to escape the cage or play area, hoarding my belongings, and chewing rat-sized holes through the bottom of his cage. He's friendly enough though, loves to crawl all over me, and when he gets sleepy he can't resist bruxing a bit as I pet that bit of fuzz between his nose and the top of his head. He's 6 months old now.
Maserati, or Maz, is the sweetheart of the group. He was immediately trusting of me within hours of arriving home from the shelter. He is always scrambling up the cage walls as soon as I get home from work or when I wake up in the morning, wanting me to pay attention to him. Maz spends a lot of time running about the cage grooming his brothers like it's his job. At the end of a long play session, I can usually count on him curling up on my lap and burying his nose in the crook of my elbow. I'll never get a decent shot of him with my terrible camera, the flash always washes him out, but he has a pale champagne hood, and the hairs on the back of his neck are all ticked with a brown/cinnamon color.
Maxwell came along a bit later. A friend of a friend wanted him to be around other rats after his cagemate passed on. He was pretty thin and lethargic and itchy when I took him, but now he's a big healthy boy and enjoys life with his two little brothers. Not sure how old Maxie is, but he acts just like a youngster at times, and he and Morrissey are thick as thieves most of the time. His former person told me he stopped eating after his cagemate died, but within weeks after moving in with his new family he had a complete personality change, like a new rat. I'm glad we could give him a good home. Here he is exploring under the leopard canopy with Maz.
Morrissey, Max & Maz
Obie is our most recent addition. He was all alone at the shelter, and after seeing how sweet and sociable he was, I couldn't leave him. I'm still waiting and watching for his personality to unfold, but he seems quite sweet. I am hoping to do intros with him and Maz in a couple of weeks, then the other two. He's got those very deep, dark ruby eyes. The color shows up a bit different on my camera, but in person (or rat) the base of his fur is cream/white, and the tips are silver. Would that be pearl? Idk. But I suppose it doesn't matter, he's a nice guy, and I'm glad I brought him home.
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