There's a party in the cupboard
Ah! Ahh! I'm freaking out. This is even better than your story about the guy you worked with when you were on rat-cuddle patrol, who couldn't handle holding the rats, and he had to close his eyes and take a deep breath and whisper "OK" to himself. Good times at the rat lab, good times.
Ah! Ahh! I'm freaking out. This is even better than your story about the guy you worked with when you were on rat-cuddle patrol, who couldn't handle holding the rats, and he had to close his eyes and take a deep breath and whisper "OK" to himself. Good times at the rat lab, good times.
Danielle, remember when I was sixteen and I worked at Pet World? In the back room, there were all those cages of baby rats and mice? The pink ones were called pinkies, the puppy-looking ones with fur and closed-eyes were called fuzzies, and once their eyes opened they were hoppers. Cutest things ever. People would come in and ask for one, and I'd have to close my eyes and grope through the cedar chips, so that the sentence of death would be perfectly random. They were all going to die. And I mean it, they looked just like teeny puppies. That was so traumatic. Don't buy snakes. Really, I like snakes. But why breed more? There's too many unwanted ones anyway--well, that's a can of worms.
In addition, there were big wire cages full of grown-up rats. When I found one that was particularly friendly, I used to let it go. Just let it wriggle out of my hands behind the cages and boxes. I figured their chances were better.
Danielle, remember when I was sixteen and I worked at Pet World? In the back room, there were all those cages of baby rats and mice? The pink ones were called pinkies, the puppy-looking ones with fur and closed-eyes were called fuzzies, and once their eyes opened they were hoppers. Cutest things ever. People would come in and ask for one, and I'd have to close my eyes and grope through the cedar chips, so that the sentence of death would be perfectly random. They were all going to die. And I mean it, they looked just like teeny puppies. That was so traumatic. Don't buy snakes. Really, I like snakes. But why breed more? There's too many unwanted ones anyway--well, that's a can of worms.
In addition, there were big wire cages full of grown-up rats. When I found one that was particularly friendly, I used to let it go. Just let it wriggle out of my hands behind the cages and boxes. I figured their chances were better.
Maybe the poor rat in cage number 3 just needs a chip off the blue pill??? Anyway, it's very nice of you to keep giving the old guy another chance.
Maybe the poor rat in cage number 3 just needs a chip off the blue pill??? Anyway, it's very nice of you to keep giving the old guy another chance.
lol spunk. That reminds me of the SATC where Samantha dates a guy with "the funkiest tasting spunk."
Anyway, Danielle, I wanted to tell you that I hate rats. I hate all animals, actually. I think your job is disgusting.
lol spunk. That reminds me of the SATC where Samantha dates a guy with "the funkiest tasting spunk."
Anyway, Danielle, I wanted to tell you that I hate rats. I hate all animals, actually. I think your job is disgusting.
Wow, that's the coolest sick job any of my freinds have, since the one girl I know in Maine quit her job as an assistant at a sperm bank. She got to carry around tubes of spunk all day long. But you actually make rats make woopey! Hooray for Danielle!!!
Wow, that's the coolest sick job any of my freinds have, since the one girl I know in Maine quit her job as an assistant at a sperm bank. She got to carry around tubes of spunk all day long. But you actually make rats make woopey! Hooray for Danielle!!!
My God Danielle, do you get hazard pay for the high possibility of being bitten by rats through your latex gloves? Yikes!
Ivy
My God Danielle, do you get hazard pay for the high possibility of being bitten by rats through your latex gloves? Yikes!
Ivy
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