Both of my rats hide stuff too. Food, papers, whatever. What is amusing to watch is they each have a different hiding spot for food, but they also know each others spot and will thrill in stealing each others food. I think I need a life. I am actually admitting to sitting around watching rats hide food and steal from each other

Yeah well, imagine what they do when you're not watching.

(08-18-2015, 02:06 PM)QueenBee Wrote:

(08-18-2015, 09:50 AM)Maggot Wrote: Rats!!!!!

Yes, RATS. Two white, red beady eyed rats. They are sisters, and littermates. And they fight like sisters too.

I owned a white rat for about a month in college. My younger brother(the tattoo artist, not the unemployed one) gave him to me because he had ferrets and couldn't care for both. The RA said it was ok as long as I kept him in the cage, but I always took him out to freak out this guy that lived next door and was scared of rats. I never knew what exactly to feed him so I brought him back scraps of fruit and veggies. Also he was old when I got him. Anyway he died a month later but I don't know if it was from old age or starvation.

Why didn't you just ask your brother what he fed him? It's a very simple question that takes about two seconds. "Hey bro, what does this rat like to eat?"

I'm perfectly fine with using rats for scientific experimentation.

(08-19-2015, 02:47 AM)Clang McFly Wrote: I owned a white rat for about a month in college. My younger brother(the tattoo artist, not the unemployed one) gave him to me because he had ferrets and couldn't care for both. The RA said it was ok as long as I kept him in the cage, but I always took him out to freak out this guy that lived next door and was scared of rats. I never knew what exactly to feed him so I brought him back scraps of fruit and veggies. Also he was old when I got him. Anyway he died a month later but I don't know if it was from old age or starvation.

I was about 8 or 9 but I killed my brother's rat. I liked the rat until my brother left to go somewhere for several weeks and put me in charge of taking care of it. Without my brother there, the rat became (in my little mind) Cujo, the evil, killer rat. I didn't want anything to do with it so yeah, I sort of left it to its own devices and it died.

I blame my parents. You'd think they would have checked on me to make sure I was taking care of the stupid rat but noooooooooo. My brother was pissed.

Then again, even before all that, he wanted to feed my hamster to his boa constrictor so it's not like he had some love for most rodents...just his rat.

(08-19-2015, 12:18 PM)sally Wrote: Why didn't you just ask your brother what he fed him? It's a very simple question that takes about two seconds. "Hey bro, what does this rat like to eat?"

Because I was even weirder, more shy, and too super nice to my family members back in college and didn't want to ruin his college experience by hanging around with him and interacting with him too often. Especially since I took the uber Christian route and he was the normal college frat boy(at least freshman year).

WTF? All you had to do was call him up and ask what to feed the goddamn rat, it's not like you were asking him to go to bible study. Or better yet you could have just asked at the time he gave you the stinking rat.

(08-19-2015, 10:46 PM)sally Wrote: WTF? All you had to do was call him up and ask what to feed the goddamn rat, it's not like you were asking him to go to bible study. Or better yet you could have just asked at the time he gave you the stinking rat.

at the time he gave me the rat I was too worried about sneaking the illegal rat across the RA border to think about that.