RATS.
Rats,
rats,
r.a.t.s.
r a t s.
heheheheeeee . . . i have two rats. They are boys, Turd Ferguson and Alex Trebek. i adore my little boys and they seem to have a certain fondness for me when they are not lusting after the SEPERATLY CAGED girls my Angel has. Typical and very male behavior but that's ok, i truly understand ~ their gonads are comparatively many times larger than those of a human male, and we know how directed THEY are by the little jewels . . . imagine men with nads down to their knees! It's a little funny at first, but they sorta grow into them and also, you just get used to seeing them so after a few weeks you stop snickering every time you see them.
Our very sexy and highly desired roommate, the coveted Jian also has a male rat to keep the tiny white mouse company. He is the only thing she likes. They were both intended as snake food for two different snakes we were sitting for but the snakes went home to their daddy and he wanted to keep his two babies.
My two little boys have a background, too. Turd was also intended as dinner for the same snake, but she was not hungry THAT week, either, due to her transition and small living space, so i got attached. I went back to the same feed store and bought one of his brothers (Trebek) to keep him company.
Angel's girls are Trinity and Switch and here is their story.
All this for one girl.
OH MY DOg! Of all the things in the whole world! i was talking to Dad today about the payoff on the small truck my brother has when he mentions Brat called. He says i'd never guess waht she called wanting. i quickly, without even having to think, shout out 'MONEY!' and he says i'm oh, so close but not exact. Then, he goes on to tell me that she already wants another new car. She has a 1999 Ford Escort ZX2 that was a barely used demo. When he finally tells her that despite her protestations on safety and extensive details on the vehidcle she WANTS . . . she says, "Well . . . maybe Melissa will trade!"
You have to understand something here. She has gotten almost everything she REALLY wanted from asking Daddy and many of those things were made easier for her to get through my hard work and pain. Does that mean i ever got them? No. But she does. Does this mean i am envious? No. Sometimes i think she had it a little too easy, but she had other prices to pay an i guess it comes out even in the end. Does this mean it doesn't piss me off to no end that she would even CONSIDER for one iota of a second that she could convince Daddy, to make me trade vehicles with her? NO! i don't think i have ever been this angry with her. She knows very well that i would never willingly drive a small car again and that i despise even riding in them and, in fact, pretty much refuse to get in them at all anymore because they turn me into a nervous jumble of jelly! So i can't see how that would be an innocent idea. i can't understand why she would seemingly try to stab me in the back like that.
See, i love my truck. More than any other posession i own. i worked my ass off to get that truck and i'm still, in one sense, paying it off. i was pretty upset when Toaster Boy got first crack at it, since i thought that it was going to come to ME to begin with, but was understanding. It was Dad's decision and he changed his mind before it was set in stone. i did get it in the end and it was one of the happiest days in my life.
i'll never understand her.
never.
Oh, well. Dad laughed at the very idea of me trading since he knows how i feel. He is fair in this. i have every right to keep her. She is my other sweet princess and i love her.
confessed on Wednesday, Apr. 10, 2002