Since we set up the big cage with the seven youngsters, I have regularly counted heads. Partly this is to make sure no-one’s stuck in a hammock or hiding somewhere while choking, and partly to make sure everyone’s clear of the doors.
On Monday evening, after feeding time, I didn’t do the head count. Why not? No idea. It never occurred to me. Food in cages, ratties happily eating, no need to count.
At bedtime (ours, that is) I went in to say goodnight and found Boots sitting on the cabinet next to the grumpies’ cage. The big cage was firmly shut and she can’t squeeze out through the bars. The only conclusion was that she got out while I was feeding them, and I didn’t notice. At least she didn’t go far.
And I’m back to counting heads.