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Today I learned the hard way that rats are not given to reading, even when it's in their own interest to do so.
My poor little ratty decided that the container sitting on the table looked very comfortable and rat-sized and sheltered, and therefore perfect to climb into. Only trouble was, the container was the needle disposal container. Poor little ratty got a nasty shock, and poor little Kat got an even nastier one, and promptly panicked and burst into tears. It took some convincing to get said rat out of the container, as she was disinclined to move, for fear of getting yet more needles stuck into her, but I convinced her eventually, and then took care to remove all the jabby things, inspect her for damage (there were various cuts and sore spots, but she seemed otherwise ok), and console myself. If rats were readers, she would have noticed the bright yellow and black notice saying "BIOLOGICAL DISPOSAL HAZARD: SHARPS". Never mind. Now I know not to leave rats near anything hazardous, even if it's for a couple of moments, unless they are being supervised.
A couple of days ago, I accidentally put a female rat back into the wrong cage... a cage full of 4 males. It was kind of funny to see her running around the circumference, tailed by the blokes. She wasn't as keen on them as they were on her. I guess it's fair enough, she was very outnumbered. I rescued her the moment I realised my error, and had a chuckle.
Most rats are making good progress- some will be ready to start the next phase of training next week.
I am too disinterested to give an account of my own life. I must live vicariously through my rats. :P
My poor little ratty decided that the container sitting on the table looked very comfortable and rat-sized and sheltered, and therefore perfect to climb into. Only trouble was, the container was the needle disposal container. Poor little ratty got a nasty shock, and poor little Kat got an even nastier one, and promptly panicked and burst into tears. It took some convincing to get said rat out of the container, as she was disinclined to move, for fear of getting yet more needles stuck into her, but I convinced her eventually, and then took care to remove all the jabby things, inspect her for damage (there were various cuts and sore spots, but she seemed otherwise ok), and console myself. If rats were readers, she would have noticed the bright yellow and black notice saying "BIOLOGICAL DISPOSAL HAZARD: SHARPS". Never mind. Now I know not to leave rats near anything hazardous, even if it's for a couple of moments, unless they are being supervised.
A couple of days ago, I accidentally put a female rat back into the wrong cage... a cage full of 4 males. It was kind of funny to see her running around the circumference, tailed by the blokes. She wasn't as keen on them as they were on her. I guess it's fair enough, she was very outnumbered. I rescued her the moment I realised my error, and had a chuckle.
Most rats are making good progress- some will be ready to start the next phase of training next week.
I am too disinterested to give an account of my own life. I must live vicariously through my rats. :P
