Boring, boring, boring
April 23, 2006 - After having cleaned and
redecorated the cage yesterday I found it rather
empty and somehow incomplete. On one of the four platforms there was
absolutely nothing, but I couldn't really think of anything to put on it.
The wooden house wouldn't fit because of the rather lengthly tube that
connected this platform to the next, and it was just hopeless. In my head I
could already hear Mink shouting "Boring,
boring, boring" in the voice of Vyvyan of
The
Young Ones, and repeating this all week long.
But today when
Chester's fiancée
Rick's
fiancée came by, I got the bright idea to put a plastic sorta
basket, with an old T-shirt inside, on the empty platform. The
young ones have been lying in it for the rest
of the day, and at the moment
Rick,
Vyvyan and
Mike (only
Neil is currently missing) are
still lazilly lounging in there.
Us rat slave-owners get so much appreciation for so
little. Nevertheless I have the eerie feeling that I've been tricked
somehow. You know, watching your rats sleep so
hapilly all afternoon can get rather, well, boring.
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