"One. Two. Threeee. Four.
"One, two. Three. Four...
Monkey Butt is on my shoulder. Cream and Sugar is there... Dora and Domino are fighting...where the heck is the Silky One???
"Babe! I lost one of the babies!"
I was about to give everyone (that is, the animals) breakfast when I noticed that one of my baby rats was missing. For a split second my heart stopped. I looked down at the mess of papers by my feet on the low-standing night table. Not willing to put the small male rat on my shoulder back into his cage to begin to look for the missing critter, I summoned my boyfriend to help.
"Put the baby away," he instructed.
Reluctantly I put him away carefully pushed my head against the wall in an attempt to see behind the dresser. Dear God don't let it be stuck in a crevasse behind the dresser...
I slowly tilted the plastic bins filled with fabric toward me and again pushed my head against the wall. No rat.
Meanwhile my boyfriend began pulling clothes out of the wire shelving on the floor.
"Maybe if we let Glenda go, she might be able to find it," I suggested.
I gingerly lifted the rather large dark brown rat out of its enormous cage and put her on the carpet. I continued my search and moved to the white Ikea shelves.
"She found it! She's over here! Come here baby." My boyfriend, crouched on the floor, began shoving his large hands into the tiny space underneath the baseboard heater.
"She's not coming out. Can you get some treats?"
Grabbing Glenda before she was able to taste too much freedom, I put her back on the dresser. I picked up the small plastic bag of Kaytee Fiesta Yogurt Dipped Papaya Treat for Pet Birds that he bought the other day. When I mentioned that they only loved them because they were nothing but sugar he confirmed that in fact the bright orange Nerds-looking things were quite tasty.
"She doesn't like those. Get something else. Wait. Where'd she go? Can you see her? Oh wait. She's over here. I got her!"
Rising from the floor with the silky-haired baby in his hands he brought the seventh member of the rat pack back into the fold.
"Good girl, Glenda. Good girl." My boyfriend and I each took turns praising and petting the wonder rat.
Glenda that was pretty friggin awesome!
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