I had a lazy day planned today involving lots of gift sewing, no shopping, no leaving the house and as little outside world interaction as possible. And then our phone rang at ten o'clock this morning. It was our local vets receptionist asking if we would be interested in rehoming a few rats. Someone she knew needed to slim down their menagerie from 7 to 3 and would we be interested?
Now, I've been looking forward to NOT having a huge rat cage in our kitchen. Old Sniffy is on her last legs (literally - her back end has gone completely) and I don't think she'll see Christmas. :( But we have
REALLY missed our nosey and friendly girls. So I went for a look. And came home with 2 boys.
These guys are Zep and Axl. I left their brothers Lemmy and Meatloaf (do you see a naming theme?!?) but met their dad, Ozzy, who was a beautiful peach dumbo rat. These wee guys were too cute and very tame.

This is Zep making a bid for freedom. He is
so relaxed and calm while still being mucho inquisitive.

And this wee chap is the erstewhile Axl who the Chook has renamed Wilson. No, we have no idea where that came from, either. He is a bit more timid and jumpy but still MUCH tamer than our girls were when we got them.

Auld Sniffy has been moved into the smaller hospital cage - she doesn't get about much and I didn't want her being upset by 2 boisterous youngsters. And so we're back to rats in the kitchen (what are we gonna do? Heh, love UB40!)