I think I‘ve read just about everything there is on the internet about rats. About wild rats, pet rats, the differences, etc. While taking in all of the information I was gathering, the conversation with myself regarding what to do with the little Mr. Ratski has, at times, been excruciating. Keep him, don‘t keep him, keep him, don‘t keep him.
The decision fell primarily when I got feedback regarding putting a rat like him back out in the wild – without his rat family, and particularly his rat mom – he was going to have rough going, especially with winter coming.
The problem on my part was the commitment part. When I was a kid, one of my friends had a pet rat which was pretty cute. Looking back, its life might have not been so great. Turns out that we know more about rats now and holding a single rat is a definite no. They are group animals and groups start at three. To boot, they need a lot of space – none of those little cages as in days gone by.
All of this put me into confusion and undecided mode for days and days. At the end of last week, I made the decision to keep Mr. Ratski, get him two little companions his age, order a large rat cage, etc.
I assembled the cage yesterday, it‘s all ready to go and this afternoon I‘ll be going to see someone who has young rats.
Now that he is staying, Mr. Ratski is going to need a proper name (and I am open to suggestions on that). He is getting bigger (over 50g now) and livelier by the day. His latest thing is to crawl into my sleeves and just stay there. Some pictures (he is getting harder to photograph because when the cage door is open, I‘m always afraid he‘ll get away and go chew some electrical wires or hide in a crevice, never to be found again.