rat-a-tat-tat

This is one of my flat mates rescue rats. she really doesn't have a name so i started calling her Little One. there is another one who is white with red beady eyes that look a little misty at times. we believe that she is a bit blind due to the fact that she rocks back and forth and feels everything with her teeth (therefore we call her Helen Keller). yes, she does test fingers with her little yellow rat tongs (teeth). she certainly doesn't bit hard, just a little test run . . . unlike the great white shark whose test run could cost you your leg (there is a little blood) and possibly your life. anyways . . . back to the rats; they are quite loud once the sun goes down. they are constantly having races up and down the ramps in their cadge, picking fights with each other UFC style (yes i do enjoy watching the real UFC on TV sometimes), throwing their orange food dish across their cadge like an unwanted pair of jockey shorts and whatever else rats do when the sun goes down. Little One goes on field trips to the mail box and garbage runs when she is a good lil rat. i have discovered that they love mac n cheese, crackers, cheese, puffed corn and whatever else i seem to be eating at the moment. they will come running up the cadge bars and stick their cute little noses through the bars and sniff crazily hoping that the pull of the sniffers will suck in a tasty treat. i usually touch their little snouts like i would my hazard light button in my car and slip them a little yum yum. i really didn't think i could write this much about the rats but surprise surprise!