Name: Debra Garland, TX (Dallas) Service dogs: Angels with paws. ðŸ’
I found the photos of BCA - Before Cat Allergies
My baby was a wet kitten when found and her fur was all spiky. My mother thought she looked like a porcupine and named her Porky. Well, I was an obedient 17 year old--and she would have whined for weeks--so I let her.
Photos of photos, so quality is not the best.
Mama Cat and Muffin. Muffin had the most beautiful soft long creamy white fur with faint seal points, and stripes around her face. They almost never slept on the back of the couch, and certainly never facing each other. I got lucky with the shot.
You are free to choose. You are not, however, free from the consequences of your choice.
Oh good morning George!
I love ratties!
Do you ride on mommy's shoulder and sniff her ear with those tickly whiskers?
What is your favorite treat?
Have you ever been pea fishing?
I would love to hear about your life, Georgie!
George along with his brothers Fred, Romeo, and Hamlet and their buddy Deejay are recent additions from the SPCA. They haven't quite mastered shoulder-riding yet, but George loves being in my hoodie pocket as I putter around the house. I think he'd sleep in there all day if I let him. Too bad for him, I have to give his brothers a fair chance to see the world too.
His favorite treat, far and away, is an M&M - chocolate isn't toxic to rats like it is to dogs, though it's still pretty fattening, so he can't get more than one a day no matter how many times he gives me the "I'm starving" eyes. I don't think they'd ever had fresh produce before they came here, but so far strawberries, okra, and corn are big hits and zucchini ends up in the litter box He likes cheerios, but is uncertain of pasta (I've had some rats who go nuts for it - the noise they make chewing it sounds just like an old typewriter).
He hasn't ever been pea fishing, but he certainly needs to! Unfortunately, pea season is over in my garden now, so he'll have to settle for the frozen kind. I'll make sure to get some pictures at their first pea party
Other than hoodie time, most of his life these days is spent in a plastic igloo with his brothers. They're a really close-knit group and love to sleep in piles. There are always at least half a dozen places to sleep in the cage, but usually all the rats are in one together, except my old man CM, who likes a bit of time away from the rambunctious young'uns. I'm not sure they've forgiven me yet for cleaning the cage last night, just as soon as they'd gotten it smelling just right