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Accidental Rat
I didn't mean to adopt another rat so soon after Sano's death. I really, really didn't. I knew I'd be taking in a couple of babies in a few weeks, because a friend of a friend sent me a desperate plea about how a female they'd just adopted turned out to be pregnant and had eleven babies. So I said I'd come help separate the sexes and adopt a couple of the boys when they were old enough to be weaned, which is the week of Thanksgiving.
But I didn't mean to adopt a SUPER GIANT ADULT MALE right now.
What I meant to do was go to Petco and buy some rat food. Momo and I went and looked at the fish and the reptiles (where I inspired two ball pythons to do some seriously erotic intertwining, which if you recall was a power I had when Momo and I visited the San Diego Zoo last spring.) Anyway then we went to look at the rats. Aww, how cute, young rats.
On the side of one cage was a sign saying they had an adult male for adoption (as opposed to purchase) and to please inquire. ( I resolved not to inquire. )
But I didn't mean to adopt a SUPER GIANT ADULT MALE right now.
What I meant to do was go to Petco and buy some rat food. Momo and I went and looked at the fish and the reptiles (where I inspired two ball pythons to do some seriously erotic intertwining, which if you recall was a power I had when Momo and I visited the San Diego Zoo last spring.) Anyway then we went to look at the rats. Aww, how cute, young rats.
On the side of one cage was a sign saying they had an adult male for adoption (as opposed to purchase) and to please inquire. ( I resolved not to inquire. )