The two new baby BPs are both insisting on live (well, one of them, still haven't gotten mine to eat at all, but she was more interested in live than f/t), so I decided to bite the bullet and start small-scale breeding. Husband thought it would make more sense to breed rats than mice, since the girls (all BPs) will need rats when they grow up, so we got two females and a male.

We'd started calling the mouse colony Mouse TV, so now we have Rat TV. I keep telling the dogs that the big male rat would not be fun to play with, but they don't listen.

The bigger problem is that rats have more personality than the mice. Just got them yesterday, and already this morning I was chirping to the rats and seeing if they'd eat food from my hand - they obviously haven't been handled much, but the male was braver than the females and took a couple Cheerios. AAARGH! NO! NOT PETS! BREEDERS FOR FEEDERS! Ahem.

And either I got used to the mice really fast, or my nose likes mice better than the rats. I find the rats to have more of a funk. I think both channels of Rodent TV will be moving to the spare bedroom. (which might help with the not-pets thing).


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