Stuff and DAMN RATS.

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So, I wake up this fine, early morning to go give the rats some water because they're loud, obnoxious bastards. And I go over to the girls' cage and Papaya's making all this rustling noise. I don't have my glasses on, so I can only tell the rats by color, and Papaya's the only all-brown one in there. And I realize, after a moment, that she's rolling. Like, gator death roll. And she doesn't ususally do this unless I'm teasing her and making her spin in my hands. So I reach down with a cloth to pick her up, because she could be sick and prone to biting. And I don't like getting bit, nor do I want to start my day off with getting bit. I get her closer and she's still trying to roll.

I'm assuming the dumbass has an ear infection. Nothing she hasn't had before, but it's still a pain in the ass. But, at least she's still eating, and drinking when she can get to the waterbottle.

Still, PAIN IN THE ASS.