Squeak!? The R.O.U.S.'es arrive.

I spent the weekend in Buffalo visiting with friends and picking up my new pet rats. Sometimes I am more of a rat than a puppy. I am intelligent, curious and I like to hide. Rats are great! They are so friendly and sweet. I adopted three rats: Curly, Logan and Gambit. I'm renaming Gambit to Sammael or Sam because he's my little angel. Sam is way too sweet and meek for a name like Gambit. I love him. Curly is an albino or PEW (pink-eyed white) and loves to cuddle and be petted. Since his eyesight isn't great, Curly is easily startled. I have to be careful when picking him up, and the other rats startle him sometimes too. Sam is a sweetie. He seems most interested in me personally. He has sniffed my head all over while sitting on my shoulder. He stuck his nose in my ears (Just like Eddie, my previous rat.) He was also the first of the three to lick me. Logan is going to be a handful. He is adventurous! He is the first to investigate anything new they encounter. He is also eager to explore outside their cage, which could be problematic. Logan is the alpha rat. They are all male. It is really easy to tell because male rats have huge testicles. I spent my New Year's Eve bonding with the ratties and rearranging their cage in an attempt to end some squabbles between Logan and Curly. It seems to have worked. As I write this, they are doing secret ratty things in the dark. Rats need a period of darkness each day; I'm not sure why. They sleep in the morning and early afternoon. More about the rats soon.