So much for the festivities.
Today was supposed to be a good day, a fun day. What is it instead? A day of worry, stress, and wondering what I'll find in the next coming days.
Momma rat is missing. I was feeding critters this morning, and noticed that my favorite skinny little female was missing. There's supposed to be 7 rats in that cage, not 6, and she wasn't there. I feared that she was dead in there, but Cam has since looked, and has not found a body or evidence of a body. So, she must have escaped somehow while I was feeding them. How? I don't know...I usually notice when a critter makes a break for it and lands on the floor. She was always one for hanging out of the cage during feeding time, but she would never leap. Maybe she finally did? Well, I've been trying to search the house, but it's a large task. The place is a mess and Cam is at work.
To add to this worry, Templeton is grotesquely skinny. He's always been a fat rat, and now, it looks as if his stomach is tucked in. Everyone else in his cage looks to be a decent size (Maxwell is a tad smaller than he was, but now he doesn't carry the obese look about him, just a good average size). Templeton also wouldn't let me cuddle with him last night, he just wanted to be let down. He's a lot more grey than what he was as well : ( I don't care what my dad says, T and Max are coming with me...I might not have much more time with my little black fuzz ball :' (
AND! To top it all off, one of my tiger barbs bit it.
The 4th of July is cursed now, it seems. Lovely.
So much for the parade, for watching the pipe band, for going to see the city band play. So much for taking pictures and having a few good laughs. *Sigh* Back to looking/cleaning I go...
(I do NOT want to leave on Sunday!)
Momma rat is missing. I was feeding critters this morning, and noticed that my favorite skinny little female was missing. There's supposed to be 7 rats in that cage, not 6, and she wasn't there. I feared that she was dead in there, but Cam has since looked, and has not found a body or evidence of a body. So, she must have escaped somehow while I was feeding them. How? I don't know...I usually notice when a critter makes a break for it and lands on the floor. She was always one for hanging out of the cage during feeding time, but she would never leap. Maybe she finally did? Well, I've been trying to search the house, but it's a large task. The place is a mess and Cam is at work.
To add to this worry, Templeton is grotesquely skinny. He's always been a fat rat, and now, it looks as if his stomach is tucked in. Everyone else in his cage looks to be a decent size (Maxwell is a tad smaller than he was, but now he doesn't carry the obese look about him, just a good average size). Templeton also wouldn't let me cuddle with him last night, he just wanted to be let down. He's a lot more grey than what he was as well : ( I don't care what my dad says, T and Max are coming with me...I might not have much more time with my little black fuzz ball :' (
AND! To top it all off, one of my tiger barbs bit it.
The 4th of July is cursed now, it seems. Lovely.
So much for the parade, for watching the pipe band, for going to see the city band play. So much for taking pictures and having a few good laughs. *Sigh* Back to looking/cleaning I go...
(I do NOT want to leave on Sunday!)