You got any food?

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You got any food?

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Do you have any nom? #rat

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Did someone mention chocolate cake?

What's that smell?

Yes, the time has arrived. The boys had reached ultimate ponginess and we could take no more half measures, it was time for the full monty- the cage clean.

I left Christopher in charge for 2 minutes, only to return and find him with Wheeler safely esconced in his travel cage happily munching on treats and Mortimer lurking on his shoulder and a sulky look. Could you please put him in his cage please. Can I point out all I did was pick him up and put him in the cage- what was so difficult? Mortimer looooves Christopher.

Here they are reentering their de stinkified cage. I can here them now

"What, what is this smell? There is no eau de poo"

There was much excitement as Wheeler discovered they were getting takeout

"Mortimer, Mortimer come and see it's Pizza, *Sniff Sniff* Hawaiian I believe. Oh boy oh boy these D'Alby's are goooood."

Presents

Mortimer and Wheeler were, erm, distinctly bored with the concept of presents, they gave them a sniff and then wandered back to sleep. Maybe next year.

For the record I liked the miniature baseballs (i think they were having a game when we were away, that ball has been in the strangest places...) and the hawaiian pizzas but i really don't blame them for being unimpressed with the carrots- not even real ones but fake ones, what was santa thinking?

Out to Play

The rats are now significantly less pongy and came out to play. Even Mortimer, had to force him back in but the promise of a banana chip managed that.

Wheeler is as happy as ever and had a little root around in the rat sack. Such a happy little fellow!

Pong

Just a note to say man are those rats whiffy.
Must deal with that.