I have been so horribly remiss in posting rat baby diary updates! At first, there was The Great Battery Drought, and then there was a run-in with my mental health, and then there was The Pestilence Of Twelve Hour Work Days, and it was decided that it was more important to feed the rats than photograph them. Alas! Someday, they'll all be in therapy.
Now, please join me in the wayback machine for last week's diary...
Look Ma, No Visible Organs! Flash back in time about a week, and here is Lela's baby Kes at 7 days old. We had, in fact, a great Naming Day and have labeled photographs of each rat, but in all the confusion of the camera breaking every five seconds due to the dime-store battery debacle... we sort of named some rats more than once and may have missed some. A full inquiry is in process.
All you need is peace, man. After sitting still for her professional photo above, Kes then ends up in a candid shot.
I'm not paying for your braces later, young lady. At seven days old, the baby rats pick up the cutest habit ever and start sucking their front paws like pacifiers whenever they can't nurse. I am DEAD OF CUTE!
This is the life. Audrid falls asleep on my hand... on her back. Their legs and tails twitch in their sleep and it is insanely cute.
*cling!* I'm not actually sure who this is. I think it's Dot Matrix. I was in incredible awe over the rat babies' new ability to hold on to fingers and not slide off.
It's like the world's tiniest teddy bear! Gira tries to get one of the babies to cling to her glasses, but ends up just snuggling him instead. They are ridiculously soft with newbaby fur. "Can you imagine how many of these would be needed to make a scarf?" Gira asks, because I squeak in horror whenever she says things like that.
"But I'm supposed to be mysterious!" Lucky, our Mysterious Baby #13, resists having her picture taken.
Other cute milestones taken by this point in time:
- when supporting their faces on the floor, they can pretend to "wash" their faces the way grown-up rats do!
- Ezri's litter can scratch themselves! We discover that rats have itchy spots just like dogs.
- Their feet are waaaay too big for them still, resulting in mostly-useless back legs, but they successfully manage to slither a foot before falling asleep again.
Once the aforementioned inquiry has submitted its report and the naming becomes official, I will have to post labeled pictures of everyone with mnemonic devices and stuff. Then we can play Memory.
I have super adorable photos from tonight, too, but I am falling asleep because I worked a 13-hour day! So tomorrow, when I am not too tired to point and click.
It may be a clever disguise, but I still think they're pink alienz.
Okay, so *now* they're cute.
I always thought they were cute!
... they're still technically vermin, Little Red.
Best game to play with week-old rats?
Hide-and-seek. They pretty much stay where you put them at this age, so there's an unfair human advantage, and I like to win!
Making them cling on to various objects and timing how long it takes before they fall asleep and slip off.
Dominoes. Hey, they're black and white and spotted...
Poker. Since they have no eyes yet, there's no way they can cheat!
Allowing the pressures of work to interfere with the rat baby diaries?
Unforgivable! You should have taken maternity leave!
A crime against science. Somewhere, Agent Scully weeps.
Improper documentation of Mysterious Baby #13's mysterious existance devalues the entire paranormal investigation! Somewhere, Agent Mulder weeps.
Understandable, since you have to put food on the table and stuff.
Well, we won't revoke your grandmother rights *this* time, but you'd better stop wearing that 'world's best grandma' shirt.