Really, girls?

Our group of five girls is, well, chewy. We suspect Ragweed is the biggest chewer, but really they all have a go. Their litter tray is being rapidly eroded. And lately they’ve started on their sputnik.

Sputniks are meant to look like this. The girls have so far achieved this:

modified sputnikIt’s only a matter of time before they meet in the middle.

 

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It’s not just us…

Sometimes it seems we’re biased – our rats are lovely, of course. Perfect (almost). It’s nice to have someone else tell you just how lovely.

Today was the second HERC rat show and we put Scarecrow in the Pets class. Not really expecting much, just for the experience, so it was hugely exciting to find that the judge thought she was lovely, too. So lovely that she got the rosette for Reserve Best Pet (i.e. second in the Pet class).

Not bad for a first attempt at showing!

"Look what I won, aren't I clever?"

“Look what I won, aren’t I clever?”

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Tallulah and Zelda

It’s long past time for a “Past Rats” post – I wrote about Sigma and Tau in November 2012, if you can believe it.

Well, in the autumn of 2007 we were offered two rescues who were being fostered by friends of ours. The rats had originally come from a breeder but their owner could no longer keep them. On being told they were dumbos I said yes straight away – we had briefly fostered a dumbo boy but I was keen to have some dumbos of our own. These rescues were girls, a ruby-eyed Siamese and a black Berkshire rex. We named them Tallulah (after Ms Bankhead) and Zelda (F Scott Fitzgerald’s wife).

At the time we had Halo, Evey, Sigma, Tau and Lyra in the main cage. Tallulah and Zelda went in the spare cage for a while. A few weeks later Lyra left us and we started introing the new girls. It was immediately clear that Zel would be alpha just by force of personality. The position of second was fought over by Sigma and Tallulah, and to our surprise Sigma won. Tallulah sulked heavily for a while but seemed to settle.

They had been with us for a couple of months when, over Christmas, Tallulah became seriously ill. It was our first definite experience of a pituitary tumour and she went downhill rapidly. Now we would know the signs and would have some ideas how to make a rat comfortable but then we had no idea. Within a few days she had to be put to sleep. She had been a lovely girl, if a little touchy – she looked like a polar bear when she fluffed her fur up, but was always affectionate with us if not with the other rats.

Zelda remained a strong alpha who didn’t put up with any nonsense from anyone else, including us. She would refuse to come out of the cage at playtime if she didn’t feel like it – it was an aversion to being picked up as much as anything, as she would get into a little plastic box if she wanted to come out and we were permitted to pick that up, but if she didn’t get in the box, that was it – she wasn’t coming out, thank you. She defended new babies against bullying (of which more later) and remained determined and contrary to the very end. She had one illness – a lump which had to be removed. And she left us suddenly, without warning – we came home from work one day in December 2008 to find her forever asleep.

We seemed to have both of them for such a short time, and I struggled to find photographs for this blog. Tallulah in particular was with us for only two months. I found one of their intro sessions to the others in November 2007:

Tallulah is on the right, and Zelda in the middle front

Tallulah is on the right, and Zelda in the middle front

This one of Tallulah on Christmas Day 2007, just as she was becoming ill:

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And a nice one of Zel having a treat;

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They are still missed, even after all this time.

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The Mutant Giant Rat Media Flap

This is normally the sort of thing I try to ignore, but the papers and online media sites recently seem to be more full than usual of stories about giant rats, poison-immune rats, mutant radioactive rats with glowing eyes… well, maybe not that last one but you get the idea. It is the summer silly season, after all.

We have a subscription to Fortean Times because it covers a lot of subjects which interest us, and as a hardline sceptic it offers me plenty at which to point and laugh. (Seriously – if you’re ever a bit bored, have a read of the “It Happened to Me!” column where readers send in their supposedly paranormal experiences, and see how many you can ascribe to alcohol, drugs, sleep paralysis or pareidolia. Hint: all of them. I’m not saying that there’s nothing “out there” – but often there is a sensible explanation.) It also gathers news stories from around the world on a range of interesting subjects, and in this month’s issue there is a two page spread on “super-rats” (FT371, pp16-17). Some of the stories are positive, or at least not overtly scaremongering – a short item about Gambian pouched rats being trained to sniff out land mines, for example.

The first one to annoy me is a story from Stockholm, where a rat nicknamed Ratzilla had reportedly “invaded” a family’s house and was eventually killed by a heavy duty trap. The story claims the family cat refused to go in the kitchen while the rat was there. The published photo shows a rat which does indeed look huge. But note the perspective on the photo – it is being held at arm’s length, a good deal nearer the camera than the torso of the person holding it, so of course it looks big. This is a common trick with these scare stories.

The rat is described as weighing a kilo, which admittedly is on the big side, but not unheard of. The measurement given – 39.5cm not including the tail – is again on the big side but was presumably taken after the vicious mutant killing machine was already dead and could be stretched out to get the biggest measurement possible. Out of interest I just measured Cromarty – body length 24cm, tail 23cm. He’s a fully grown buck but smaller than most so that’s not in any way an average; still, I can’t escape the suspicion that these news reports are exaggerated for effect.

The next story is of a palaeobiologist at Leicester University claiming that “[r]ats could grow to the size of sheep or even bigger as they evolve to fill vacant ecological niches”. It continues “… given enough time, rats could grow to be the size of the capybara… which can reach 80kg”. There are many ifs in the quotes, and of course the key phrase “given enough time”, but how many people would notice that on a casual reading? How many people glancing at this sort of news story have any grasp of evolutionary theory? I barely get the basics, and I actively try to read about and understand it because it fascinates me. But there are grown adults out there still repeating the “If evolution is true, why are there still monkeys” trope because they simply don’t (or don’t want to) accept that this stuff happens.

And then we move on to Birmingham and its rat infestation. Rats as wide as house bricks, more than 2ft long from nose to tail tip. More than 5100 alerts between April 2013 and April 2014. Massive mutant rats reported in Bradford, Durham, Liverpool and Dublin. A man photographed his Jack Russell terrier holding in its mouth a dead rat “almost as big as itself”. Well, JRs aren’t the biggest dogs, are they? If it had been a labrador that would have been interesting.

The blame is placed on less frequent rubbish collections and the increase in food waste bins, referred to as “slop buckets” which gives the impression they are open vessels. We have food waste bins, and the lids can be locked to prevent animals from getting into them. I often walk into town and see discarded food on the pavement – the other day I saw an open packet of crisps, almost full. If we had a rat problem that would have gone very fast. Why are we not blaming people for making a mess? The half-eaten kebab thrown on the pavement, the fly-tipped waste in alleys and on waste ground? Oh yes, because that would mean actually taking some responsibility for our own actions, and it’s much easier to blame the rats.

One last thing, about the size of these supposed giant rats. I have a theory. Most people have never seen a rat. Despite all the hype and panic, most people probably never will. They think rats are just a little bit bigger than mice. So if they actually see a fully grown rat, it is so much bigger than they expect that they freak out and decide it must be a mutant giant radioactive etc. etc.

Rats are much, much bigger than mice. Pest controllers should know this, which is why it’s so depressing to see them over estimating the size of the animals too. Maybe it’s for effect – “I do such a dangerous job, me!” Maybe it’s just that when something is moving, at speed, away from us it’s notoriously hard to gauge its size with any accuracy. You only have to go back to Fortean Times and the various stories over the years about big cats roaming the British countryside to see that. And it’s in our nature to exaggerate, especially with something scary, creepy or potentially dangerous.

Let’s finish on a positive note. Apopo trains pouched rats to save lives – some detect landmines, others are trained to detect tuberculosis. Check out their website for the amazing work they do, and maybe even sponsor a hero rat.

 

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A little sad news

Our little old lady Pinch has left us today.SONY DSC

She had been on her own since her friend Bitesize left us in January, but adapted well and enjoyed coming out for fruit pudding and scritches every evening. Recently she had been slowing down and eating less, but with nothing specific that we could ascribe to anything other than old age we carried on – giving her supplements where possible and making sure she had access to tasty foods to keep her interested.

Today at a vet visit it became clear that she had a number of intestinal tumours. I made the decision to bring her home and try to keep her comfy but as it was she decided to leave us shortly afterwards. J and I will get her a suitable pot and plant at the weekend.

Run free at the Bridge, Pinch. We will miss you but your friends Bitesize and Hawkeye will be pleased to see you.

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Mission: Impossible

“Cromarty, come here – I want to get a picture of your whiskers – they’re so long and handsome.”

"Get lost."

“Get lost.”

“Oh, come on. Just a couple of quick photos.”

"Is there a treat in it for me?"

“Is there a treat in it for me?”

“You already had apple and banana pudding, remember? You owe me a photo or two.”

*sigh* "Ok, I suppose. How's this angle?"

*sigh* “Ok, I suppose. How’s this angle?”

“Pretty good. I don’t suppose you can persuade your brother to co-operate too, can you?”

"There you go. That's your lot, human. It's dinner time."

“There you go. That’s your lot, human. It’s dinner time.”

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A busy couple of weeks

The ratties have been keeping us busy lately. We’ve had the two big boys on antibiotics for weeks trying to get rid of their sniffles – Fitzroy is a lot better but Cromarty is still sneezy and I’m wondering if it is actually allergy-related. The pollen count has been ridiculous this year, J and I have both had worse hayfever than usual as have many other people, and it wouldn’t surprise me at all if rats with their delicate respiratory systems had similar trouble. I may try him with some children’s liquid anti-histamine and see if that helps.

Yesterday was the inaugural show of the Heart of England Rat Club, as as it wasn’t too far away from us and involved a lot of people we know, we went along. I had planned to take Cromarty and Fitzroy as shoulder rats but with the sniffles that was out of the question.

I’d also thought about putting Susan in the Pets class but with amazing timing she sprouted two small lumps at the start of the week, which put paid to that idea. Thankfully the vets at the practice we use are all very no-nonsense about these things and after a check-up on Tuesday to make sure she was otherwise in good health, they whipped both lumps off in Wednesday. She is absolutely fine, healing beautifully and went back in the main cage on Thursday evening because she was giving me evils and chewing the bars of the hospital cage. But of course I couldn’t show her, or even take her as a shoulder rat. We took Scarecrow and Sirocco as shoulder rats and they were very well behaved, so for the next show in  August I may put Scarecrow in Pets and see how she does.

It was also a good chance to catch up with a few people we haven’t seen in a while, and to cuddle some lovely rats. And we won some raffle prizes! So all in all, a good day.

And no, we haven’t put any more decals up yet.

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