Suspiciously we watched as Momma cleaned up the small adventureland. Normally this means cabin time but we're still in the manor. Then we hear the familiar sound of someone drinking but everyone is in the house so who could it be? Now we're hearing the name Justine.
I have a feeling we're going to have an announcement in a short time.
Stay tuned!
Love and Peas,
Ellie
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Pretty Sure Momma Hates Me. . .
I think the picture says it all. Thanks a lot Momma. Oh, and Poppa~you're not out of the rat-cage on this one either. You both laughed far too hard.
love and peas to our friends (still mad at momma & poppa),
Magill
Monday, May 10, 2010
Happy Barkday Suki!
Ellie here,
The ladies and I thought we'd take some time to wish our wonderful pal, Suki Sumo, a VERRRRY HAPPY BARKDAY! We wish you the best treats and stuffies money can buy.
Love and Peas,
Ellie, Lil, Prudy, and Lucy
The ladies and I thought we'd take some time to wish our wonderful pal, Suki Sumo, a VERRRRY HAPPY BARKDAY! We wish you the best treats and stuffies money can buy.
Love and Peas,
Ellie, Lil, Prudy, and Lucy
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Updates of the Rat Race
MaGill here,
Sorry for the delay in posts but nothing much is going on around here until this week. Momma & Poppa went to see the Twinkies play in their new outdoor ballpark:
Poppa accepted a new job which I think should mean double the yogies and bananas for us but I don't think it will happen. Also Momma & Poppa went out for Record Store Day yesterdays and got a bunch of sweet vinyl tunes that we listned to when they got back.
But the real reason for my post:
Momma has been prowling around the house sick the past couple days and, oh my paws, thinks she's sneeky with camera in hand. The stinker actually caught me being still and was able to capture it on camera.
I suppose this means she thinks this is going to be a regular thing. . .
Peas and Naps
Love, Lil
Sorry for the delay in posts but nothing much is going on around here until this week. Momma & Poppa went to see the Twinkies play in their new outdoor ballpark:
Poppa accepted a new job which I think should mean double the yogies and bananas for us but I don't think it will happen. Also Momma & Poppa went out for Record Store Day yesterdays and got a bunch of sweet vinyl tunes that we listned to when they got back.
But the real reason for my post:
Momma has been prowling around the house sick the past couple days and, oh my paws, thinks she's sneeky with camera in hand. The stinker actually caught me being still and was able to capture it on camera.
I suppose this means she thinks this is going to be a regular thing. . .
Peas and Naps
Love, Lil
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Save the Haitian Rats!
Magill here,
Now that I've settled into Rat Manor, I'm spearheading my latest campaign.
Like most rats, I've have been very concerned about the aftermath of the earthquake in Haiti. While I know what's happened to the people has been terrible, I'm also worried that no one is helping out the thousands of animals that have suffered because of this disaster.
To attempt to spur interest and do everything we can, the ladies and I have put together a care package of food and money to help Haitian animals (except the cats).
We sent Momma and Poppa to the store with a very specific list for our care package. They were nice enough to bring back some treats for us, but since we're volunteers, I don't think you can consider that a bribe.
Here we are inspecting the donations.
You can donate directly through the International Association for Animal Welfare
Or the World Society For the Protection of Animals
Both organizations allow donors to give directly to animal welfare in Haiti.
My sisters and I would like to dedicate our efforts to the memory of PennyLane & Thelma. We encourage all of our friends, furry and otherwise, to at least take a look at what you can do for Haiti in this time of need.
Love and Peas,
The Dumbolinas
Now that I've settled into Rat Manor, I'm spearheading my latest campaign.
Like most rats, I've have been very concerned about the aftermath of the earthquake in Haiti. While I know what's happened to the people has been terrible, I'm also worried that no one is helping out the thousands of animals that have suffered because of this disaster.
To attempt to spur interest and do everything we can, the ladies and I have put together a care package of food and money to help Haitian animals (except the cats).
We sent Momma and Poppa to the store with a very specific list for our care package. They were nice enough to bring back some treats for us, but since we're volunteers, I don't think you can consider that a bribe.
Here we are inspecting the donations.
You can donate directly through the International Association for Animal Welfare
Or the World Society For the Protection of Animals
Both organizations allow donors to give directly to animal welfare in Haiti.
My sisters and I would like to dedicate our efforts to the memory of PennyLane & Thelma. We encourage all of our friends, furry and otherwise, to at least take a look at what you can do for Haiti in this time of need.
Love and Peas,
The Dumbolinas
Monday, February 1, 2010
We Have a Fourth
Eleanor here,
Rat Manor is back up to full capacity now that Mama and Papa brought home our newest sister, Magill (but she calls herself Lil).
She came to our home on January 23rd, 2010(from the same breeder as my older sisters Thelma and Penny) and got a private cage to herself the first two weeks after arriving, just to make sure she was healthy. Lucy, Prudence and I were left waiting and wondering about this new creature living in the other room, but eventually we all moved in together.
We've noticed that Magill reminds us a lot of her older sister Thelma... at least when she's sitting still. Not only to they have similar coloring (they may actually be real sisters since they came from the same breeder), but she also enjoys her quiet time snuggling with mama and papa, which is much different than most young rats.
Magill is pretty mellow when she's on her own, but this relaxed state ends when her sisters Lucy and Prudence are around to encourage crazy behavior. Lucy, Prudence and Magill now spend a large portion of their days running up and down rat manor and wrestling with each other. Being the oldest, I frown on this type of behavior now that I am a young adult, but we still end the days cuddled up together in our cardboard box.
As you can see, it's a pretty tight knit family.
It's a crazy family, but what can I say, it's my family. There's been some loss, a lot of new additions and a ton of adjustment, but in the end, we're just a bunch of crazy rats.
Welcome Magill!
(Peas Out!)
~Ellie
Rat Manor is back up to full capacity now that Mama and Papa brought home our newest sister, Magill (but she calls herself Lil).
She came to our home on January 23rd, 2010(from the same breeder as my older sisters Thelma and Penny) and got a private cage to herself the first two weeks after arriving, just to make sure she was healthy. Lucy, Prudence and I were left waiting and wondering about this new creature living in the other room, but eventually we all moved in together.
We've noticed that Magill reminds us a lot of her older sister Thelma... at least when she's sitting still. Not only to they have similar coloring (they may actually be real sisters since they came from the same breeder), but she also enjoys her quiet time snuggling with mama and papa, which is much different than most young rats.
Magill is pretty mellow when she's on her own, but this relaxed state ends when her sisters Lucy and Prudence are around to encourage crazy behavior. Lucy, Prudence and Magill now spend a large portion of their days running up and down rat manor and wrestling with each other. Being the oldest, I frown on this type of behavior now that I am a young adult, but we still end the days cuddled up together in our cardboard box.
As you can see, it's a pretty tight knit family.
It's a crazy family, but what can I say, it's my family. There's been some loss, a lot of new additions and a ton of adjustment, but in the end, we're just a bunch of crazy rats.
Welcome Magill!
(Peas Out!)
~Ellie
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Sad, Sad News
Poppa (& Momma) here. . .
It deeply saddens me that we lost our Thelma unexpectedly on Thursday, less than two weeks after PennyLane passed away.
It had been a rough couple of weeks for poor Thelma; the craziness of visiting family over the holidays, losing her sister and cage-mate Penny, moving into a new cage and suddenly sharing her life with 3 energetic children.
She was so lethargic and uninterested in anything after Penny died that we introduced her new cage-mates in hopes that it would give her someone to play and cuddle with. The introduction of her new sisters went very well. There was no fighting (albeit a little wrestling and dry humping amongst the 3 youngsters) and the four of them took to cuddling together from the very start.
Unfortunately, Thelma's labored breathing that had started right around the time we lost Penny kept getting worse, so we took her into the vet at Camden. The vet noticed that she was pale (you can see this in the nose, lips and feet of rats) and that she was wheezing, but didn't find any physical problems and said that her lungs didn't sound terribly congested. Thelma was given two medications to be taken twice a day and moved into her own private cage to recuperate. During the visit, she also got put in a mini oxygen tent while the vet prepared the medications, just to help her get her oxygen levels up.
Thelma came home, took her medications and rested up in a separate cage for what we hoped would be a speedy recovery. She wanted to come out, but when we brought her out, her bottom lip was very blue and she was stumbling all over, almost as if she was drunk. We didn't want her to get hurt, so we put her back in her private cage and gave her attention as she rested in her hammock.
Throughout the night, we heard her moving around and the last time I checked on her at 3am, she was moving around getting a drink of water. Unfortunately, when mama checked on her at 6am, Thelma had gone to be with Penny.
Don't tell Penny this, but Thelma was the favorite child and this loss was absolutely heartbreaking for everyone in the family. Putting Penny down was one of the hardest things we've had to do and we were hoping Thelma would be with us for just a little while longer. Losing Thelma while we were still fragile after Penny's death was an unexpected and draining blow that we weren't ready to deal with for at least a few more months (but to be honest, I don't think we could ever be in a strong enough place to say goodbye to Thelma.)
Looking back, it's pretty easy to say that Thelma died of a broken heart after losing her sister. We'd done some research and learned that like swans, rats partner for life and sometimes after losing this special friend, the other isn't long for this world. After Penny died, Thelma just stopped thriving and although it was wonderful having a lethargic, elder rat to have resting in your lap, there was a deep sadness in her that could never be filled (despite attempts by her new sisters Eleanor, Prudence and Lucy). We gave her all the love and attention we could and I'm sure she enjoyed the time with her momma and poppa during this sad time, I think she had just gotten worn out.
Queen Thelma had a wonderful send off on Thursday. Wrapped in her favorite cut-up portion of one of my old robes, Thelma was placed in a beautifully festive Christmas gift box that was covered in Sharpie-written messages of love from her family. She even had a note from Momma and a few of her favorite flavor of Yogi's placed inside, but we like to believe that there was a mountain of those waiting for her in rat heaven anyway. Her grand-papa was nice enough to dig through the frozen ground on a cold, January night so she could have a final resting place close to the ones she loved.
A cinder block currently marks the grave of a wonderful little critter that dug her way deep into our hearts. We will miss her terribly, but I've already begun to see traces of her personality in Lucy, as she sits on the food-dish, carefully selecting her next morsel of food. I'll keep readers posted if I notice a ghost-rat stealing any food.
Rest in Peas, our beloved little girl
.....
Life goes on, even for rats, and although I miss having my Thelma-bear nestled in my lap or hood as I sit on the computer, her sisters are quickly learning the joy of nesting their way into my sweatshirt. At this moment, Prudence has found a warm place to nap on my tummy, in between my t-shirt and sweatshirt, and Lucy has become a huge fan of digging deep into my hood, then watching over my shoulder as I type. Eleanor gets upset if she's not brought out as much as her two younger sisters and seems to prefer relaxing in the crook of my arm.
It's funny how such small, little souls can crawl their way into yours. I grew up with a variety of hamsters as a child, but have never seen such personality and life in such a tiny package. It's hard to say goodbye to Thelma and Penny, who shared as much of themselves with us as we gave to them, but it warms my heart when I see their three young sisters cuddling up, the same way as their two older sisters did, on the top level of the cage, nestled in one of my old t-shirts.
It deeply saddens me that we lost our Thelma unexpectedly on Thursday, less than two weeks after PennyLane passed away.
It had been a rough couple of weeks for poor Thelma; the craziness of visiting family over the holidays, losing her sister and cage-mate Penny, moving into a new cage and suddenly sharing her life with 3 energetic children.
She was so lethargic and uninterested in anything after Penny died that we introduced her new cage-mates in hopes that it would give her someone to play and cuddle with. The introduction of her new sisters went very well. There was no fighting (albeit a little wrestling and dry humping amongst the 3 youngsters) and the four of them took to cuddling together from the very start.
Unfortunately, Thelma's labored breathing that had started right around the time we lost Penny kept getting worse, so we took her into the vet at Camden. The vet noticed that she was pale (you can see this in the nose, lips and feet of rats) and that she was wheezing, but didn't find any physical problems and said that her lungs didn't sound terribly congested. Thelma was given two medications to be taken twice a day and moved into her own private cage to recuperate. During the visit, she also got put in a mini oxygen tent while the vet prepared the medications, just to help her get her oxygen levels up.
Thelma came home, took her medications and rested up in a separate cage for what we hoped would be a speedy recovery. She wanted to come out, but when we brought her out, her bottom lip was very blue and she was stumbling all over, almost as if she was drunk. We didn't want her to get hurt, so we put her back in her private cage and gave her attention as she rested in her hammock.
Throughout the night, we heard her moving around and the last time I checked on her at 3am, she was moving around getting a drink of water. Unfortunately, when mama checked on her at 6am, Thelma had gone to be with Penny.
Don't tell Penny this, but Thelma was the favorite child and this loss was absolutely heartbreaking for everyone in the family. Putting Penny down was one of the hardest things we've had to do and we were hoping Thelma would be with us for just a little while longer. Losing Thelma while we were still fragile after Penny's death was an unexpected and draining blow that we weren't ready to deal with for at least a few more months (but to be honest, I don't think we could ever be in a strong enough place to say goodbye to Thelma.)
Looking back, it's pretty easy to say that Thelma died of a broken heart after losing her sister. We'd done some research and learned that like swans, rats partner for life and sometimes after losing this special friend, the other isn't long for this world. After Penny died, Thelma just stopped thriving and although it was wonderful having a lethargic, elder rat to have resting in your lap, there was a deep sadness in her that could never be filled (despite attempts by her new sisters Eleanor, Prudence and Lucy). We gave her all the love and attention we could and I'm sure she enjoyed the time with her momma and poppa during this sad time, I think she had just gotten worn out.
Queen Thelma had a wonderful send off on Thursday. Wrapped in her favorite cut-up portion of one of my old robes, Thelma was placed in a beautifully festive Christmas gift box that was covered in Sharpie-written messages of love from her family. She even had a note from Momma and a few of her favorite flavor of Yogi's placed inside, but we like to believe that there was a mountain of those waiting for her in rat heaven anyway. Her grand-papa was nice enough to dig through the frozen ground on a cold, January night so she could have a final resting place close to the ones she loved.
A cinder block currently marks the grave of a wonderful little critter that dug her way deep into our hearts. We will miss her terribly, but I've already begun to see traces of her personality in Lucy, as she sits on the food-dish, carefully selecting her next morsel of food. I'll keep readers posted if I notice a ghost-rat stealing any food.
Rest in Peas, our beloved little girl
.....
Life goes on, even for rats, and although I miss having my Thelma-bear nestled in my lap or hood as I sit on the computer, her sisters are quickly learning the joy of nesting their way into my sweatshirt. At this moment, Prudence has found a warm place to nap on my tummy, in between my t-shirt and sweatshirt, and Lucy has become a huge fan of digging deep into my hood, then watching over my shoulder as I type. Eleanor gets upset if she's not brought out as much as her two younger sisters and seems to prefer relaxing in the crook of my arm.
It's funny how such small, little souls can crawl their way into yours. I grew up with a variety of hamsters as a child, but have never seen such personality and life in such a tiny package. It's hard to say goodbye to Thelma and Penny, who shared as much of themselves with us as we gave to them, but it warms my heart when I see their three young sisters cuddling up, the same way as their two older sisters did, on the top level of the cage, nestled in one of my old t-shirts.
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