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Effie here! I may only be ten weeks old, but a girl's got to earn a living, so I have got a job as a tissue dispenser. I sit inside the tissue box during the evening, and when mom or dad want a tissue I... well, I pop out and look at them. Mom and dad don't get any closer to actually getting a tissue, but they do get a giggle. I suppose I am really a giggle dispenser. Either way, I expect to get paid in peas. Peas and toast.
Millie here. Dad took Effie and me to see the specialist ratty doctor in Bristol today. Effie had to have a check-up because she's going to be spayed soon. I had to have my eyes examined because I have had sore peepers recently. The vet put special magic liquid on my peepers to see if there were any scratches, then he used his special peeper contraption to have a good look at me. It turns out I've got conjunctivitis. The vet gave dad some cream for my peepers and said I'll be fine in about five days. I am expecting lots of extra scritches and treats. After all, there's no point in having sore peepers if there are no extra nibbles in it for me.
Millie here. I thought I'd better pop in and say hello and tell everyone that I am doing better now. The antibiotics (spit, spit) have done their job and I'm not sneezing and snuffling now, but I do have a sore peeper. Effie is keeping me busy, so I don't have much time to feel sad. Mom and dad have been giving me lots of scritches, and I've even had a bowl of chocolate pudding... which, as everyone knows, is magical food that cures all known ills (and, unlike antibiotics, it doesn't taste like poo). So, I'm on the mend.
This is a blog about rats. And sometimes about their humans, who are really just big, funny-looking, bald rats. And sometimes about peas.
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