Rascal

I didn't mean to make another post, but I just feel compelled to share something.

I think I'm in love.

With this cat. 



Isn't that seriously the most darling face you've ever seen?

I went over to bake cookies today with my friend Linnea's mom.  They got a kitten last summer, named Rascal, that I had yet to meet.  Until today.



I bent down to say hi and pet him after going through the door.  He immediately responded by sitting on his haunches and getting right up in my face for a very intense sniffing session.  He then spent the rest of the afternoon jumping on counters, licking me, trying to get into the dog's food, trying to get into the sink, stealing yogurt, rolling around on the floor, teasing the dog, eating paper, and batting at everything in sight.  He's more trouble than a two-year old.  And yet incredible people-friendly and sweet as can be.



He's so cute that I'll forgive him for getting into my camera bag.

Extreme cuteness can get you out of a lot of trouble.

Marlowe

I've put off a post about Marlowe for a long time now, because I didn't feel up to it. On September 23, I had him put to sleep, after his pneumonia became too advanced to be treated.

I still miss you, Marlowe.

These are the last pictures I took of them, with the camera on my cell phone. He was naturally a cuddly, affectionate rat. In his last few months, however, when I would let him out of the cage, he would often want to come rest on my pillow or, if I was also laying on my bed, in the crook of my shoulder.

Behold...rats!

I thought I would take this oppurtunity to introduce you all to my two rats, Marlowe and Boaz. 'Cuz I think they're adoreable, even with their naked tails and such.


Here is Marlowe. He is the more cuddly and affectionate of the two. He doesn't seem to mind sitting in my lap and he'll lick me when I give him head scritches. He's also the first one to the door if he hears my voice (Boaz is kinda like "Whatever").

And here's Boaz doing what he does best...escaping.

He's always on the move. When he's not sleeping. He hates being held. But I love him because he's so spastic and the complete opposite of Marlowe. They're a cute Odd Couple.



I should also add that my rats have an interesting relationship with my dog. I've kept them apart for awhile because it seemed quite safe and logical. Shorty loves to play with the ferrets and gets along great with them, but I still thought he might see the rats as something edible. This is very much not the case. Shorty ignores the rats for the most part and likes to expend his energy by desperately trying to steal their food. Especially the vegetables. He's so weird.

And while I'm in a picture-posting mood, here's my favorite one of Shorty, my ridiculously cute Corgi.