Rakshasanyc
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On 12/23 I gave him a live rat fuzzy, then left him alone. On the morning of 12/24 I came in to find Kierkegaard sleeping next to a now-deceased but still uneaten rat pup. Later that morning I saw no further activity: Kierkegaard appeared to have lost interest and was now exploring his cage.
To ensure that we didn't wind up with rotting rat in his cage (it's happened already, and it sucks) I reached in with the tongs and pulled out the deceased pup. Kierkegaard gave a half-hearted strike -- but this time he held on. And when I slowly let the pup down
... he let it go again.
I jiggled it: still no response.
Finally I figure "OK, we'll try again in a couple days" -- and just then Kierkegaard grabs its head, throws a coil, and starts slowly swallowing. Fifteen minutes later he's heading back to his paper towel tube with a rat pup-sized bump in his tummy. Twenty-four hours later I awake to find a fresh and appropriately sized bowel movement in his home. I've never been so happy to find a pile of
on Christmas morning.
To ensure that we didn't wind up with rotting rat in his cage (it's happened already, and it sucks) I reached in with the tongs and pulled out the deceased pup. Kierkegaard gave a half-hearted strike -- but this time he held on. And when I slowly let the pup down
... he let it go again.
I jiggled it: still no response.
Finally I figure "OK, we'll try again in a couple days" -- and just then Kierkegaard grabs its head, throws a coil, and starts slowly swallowing. Fifteen minutes later he's heading back to his paper towel tube with a rat pup-sized bump in his tummy. Twenty-four hours later I awake to find a fresh and appropriately sized bowel movement in his home. I've never been so happy to find a pile of