R.I.P. lil Van Gogh
- May 18th, 2010
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Today I let Juju, my lil ferret…out of her cage, as usual when I wake up in the morning…she loves to go in the tub and lick water, play inside guitar holes and well…today she found a new hobbie.
Now I’m used to Juju running around the house, searching for the hairbrush we hide, just cuz she loves to find it and run off with it….then she drinks a bit of soy milk and sometimes shares my coffee, if there is cream in it….then she’s off to find things to get into, curious creatures that they are.
It’s not unusual to have right under my feet ALL morning, or for her to run off for a bit…but, for some reason I noticed it this morning…I was putting the dishes away when I thought to myself…’wow, she’s kind of quiet … maybe she ran into the tub, or is trying to get into things that make noise….but…again, it was just noticeably different, a certain kind of quiet, that you pay attention to.
So I went to see if she was in the shower. Nope.
I thought “OH NO..she’s all over the keyboard again (she loves to run across the keyboard on the com puter) so I came into my Studio…and noticed a quiet movement to my right….where the large aquarium is…where I have had my 3 mice since November….Except, now I only have one.
No anger…but a bit of sadness.
Van Gogh, one of the white mice (there were two white and one mixed)….he scratched off his own ear (thus his name van gogh)…and has a habit of scratching his fur right off…it’s not unusual in mice, but if the habit can’t be broken, their skin is very thin and they can die from scratching themselves to death…Anyway, I had just put Neosporin on his ear earlier in the morning (like I do every morning..helps SO much with his healing) and there is Juju with the two white mice behind her…..in a pile, like furs she was rounding up in the woods to drag off somewhere.
She was searching for the other mouse ‘Mikey’ but Mikey is SUPER FAST and I found him under his rock, shivering a bit….I wondered if Mice can experience severe trauma if they see their room-mates get their necks snaped.
I mean..it’s Mother Nature…and well, I should have REMEMBERED that I had placed a box near the mouse cage, and didn’t realize, this was JuJu’s way IN…..normally, it is impossible for her to get into any of the cages, but a moment of switching something around, certainly changed everything…from a lil morning hug with Van Gogh and rubbing his lil ear…..to having to dispose of of him and his twin brother…..
BUT
Life gives you lemons..you make lemonade right? So now Mikey has his OWN cage (not a 55 gallon aquairium anymore, but a 10 gallon one, PERFECT) and the rats, have been removed from their 10 gallon, to the 55 gallon and HOLY HELL, you should have seen them r unning around and burrowing like two silly little things they are….with ALL this room…
Mikey won’t stop running on his wheel. He’s always been rather nervous, which is why he’s so UNGODLY Fast…I’m slowly re aquainting him to ‘the human hand’….meanwhile I may add a new little mouse for him…..
I know rats do better with a cage mate….Mice aren’t much different….So maybe Mikey will have a new roomie soon….meanwhile, he’s running out his anxiety, I guess…or something…..
The rats
Still nameless……..
remain the easiest little creatures to hold. I got first pick of the litter (Born 4.20.2010) and their personalities are really starting to come through. I had a black hooded rat, years ago, named (try this one on your tongue Rojeje..pronounced Row Sha Shay ) i  named her that, because it was FUNNY AS HELL to hear my little niece say it’s name…
but she’s 15 now…back then she was 5 I think, HOW TIME GOES BY SO QUICK!
So it’s 2 less mice roomier in here..and I can’t get Mikey’s Purple Squeeking wheel out of my ears……and well, I don’t wanna move him to a diff room…I think he’s had enough commotion for one day eh?
