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I’m watching a documentary about rats and this guy is like “they say there’s a rat for every single person in New York City” and I know he’s talking about like population numbers but it kind of sounds like he’s trying to tell everyone in New York that they have an individually assigned rodent friend and I think that’s beautiful.

The next big thing in fandom: Rat Soulmates

Well I’m here, when do I get to meet my Buddy Rat?

As I approached the near-empty parking lot that practically hung out over the Hudson, I took my 78th look at the pamphlet that had arrived on my doorstep yesterday: my 16th birthday. The pamphlet said,

Congratulations on the 16th anniversary of your birth. Please report to: Rodent Assignment Terminus #1 13th Avenue Manhattan, NY

Honest to God, I had no idea there even was a 13th Avenue on Manhattan but here I was. After about two minutes of look around, I spotted the ramshackle little kiosk in the corner of the floating block of asphalt and pavement. It was surrounded by mini traffic cones forming an impromptu runway that led right to the small window carved in the side of the slanted hut. I knocked on the window sill and waited.

The tiny window slid open and the wizened face of an old lady appeared. By my rough estimate, she was approximately 170 years old. “Name?” She croaked, taking a drag off her cigarette with shriveled lips.

“Uh… Addison. Addison Sharpe.” I held up the pamphlet with my eyebrows up, letting her know I also did not know why I was here.

The window slammed shut and I heard the bustle and groaning of the old lady getting up out of her seat.

To my surprise, she appeared outside the kiosk with a metal wire hanger-looking device with a hook hammered into the end. She shuffled three feet to a tiny, manhole cover and slipped the hook through one of its holes. I rushed forward to offer to do it myself but to my utter shock, she lifted the manhole up and to the side with no more effort than it took her to slam the small window of her kiosk. She removed her cigarette with one hand and cupped her mouth with the other. “Addison Sharpe!”

A low, unholy sound emerged from the depths of the hole in the ground. It sounded like 8 million chairs squeaking across a poorly-waxed floor. It sounded like 32 million claws clicking and clacking their way across a cement car port. It sounded like the asthmatic breathing of a mass of nightmares. It got closer… and closer to the top of the hole.

A single rat, about the size of a small chiuahua, emerged from the hole.

“Look, he got dressed up for you,” the old lady wheezed affectionately, and casually moved the manhole cover back into place.

The rat in question appeared to have a pink bow on his head, stuck there with what I can only assume (and hope) was gum. He regarded me, whiskers twitching, beady eyes staring.

“I like your bow,” I offered.

The rat hobbled towards me, latching onto my pant leg with sharp little claws and climbing until he reached my hoodie pocket, where he settled with a decisive sigh.

I turned to thank the old lady, but she slammed the door of the kiosk in my face.

This is the most magical thing that’s ever happened in response to dumb shit I said on tumblr. I love you. And I like the bow, too.

dr-archeville

Reblog if you, too, would like an individually assigned rodent friend.

#rats

First thing this morning, we headed out to Wieliczka for the salt mine! We had a reservation for 11am so left a bit before 9 to make sure we had plenty of time—which again was a fortunate thing, because we needed it! Trying to buy tickets we wound up having to walk a couple of stations over. We took the tram to a bus, and once we were finally on the bus I realized we had bought the wrong tickets. Krakow (and most other Polish cities) sell tickets for zones, usually zone 1 only or zone 1 + 2. We had bought 40 minute tickets for zone 1, but Wieliczka is actually in zone 2! We planned to buy a zone 2 ticket on the bus but it was so full we couldn't get to the ticket machine. Fortunately that also meant that no ticket checker would try to get on, so we made it to our destination fine-free.

I've already been twice to Wieliczka and Clinton's been once, so this time we did something different from the typical, tourist-y route: the miner's route. For this one we got miners' overalls, a helmet, flashlight, and emergency oxygen and descended into a recently (~4 years ago) opened portion of the mine to explore a more off-road-y route. We explored in the dark for the most part, with only our flashlights (8 people plus one guide in the group, so not very bright), climbed ladders, shuffled through passageways, and even got to grind some salt. There was one part where we had to walk over a glass sheet above a passageway and I almost didn't make it due to my fear of heights. Overall it was a fun experience, and I'm glad we tried out a different track this time.

^ wow look at those literal miners

Our original plan was to head to Schindler's factory next, which I was excited for as it's the one thing I didn't do before. However, when we checked Clinton's email to confirm what time our reservation was, we saw that our reservation had been canceled because we didn't reply to the email. We were mildly pissed off, but it ended up being for the best: heading back into Krakow, the setup in the market was finally complete and there was a pierogi festival and craft fair going on. Both will continue for a couple of days, but it was good to get a chance to explore it all today! This way we get to find our favorite vendors and stalls and come back for seconds tomorrow ; ) Full of peirogi, we're turning in early tonight.

#honeymoon #krakow #wieliczka

effyeahpetrats

MAINELY RAT RESCUE - Holbrook, NY

Over 300 rats looking for homes!!

We were contacted because a veteran was being evicted due to complaints. The rats were not in a home…they were in a commercial space….therefore, eviction proceedings proceed more quickly. MRR headed to Holbrook NY to rescue as many rats as we could. This was a monumental effort. We were already rather full from another case in Maine but we did the best we can to take as many rats as possible. The rats were living all together, so many of the females are pregnant, so even more ratties will be born soon. Team reports all are very handleable! Some are patterned, many/most are pew, ALL need love!!

WE CANNOT DO THIS ALONE, PLEASE HELP.

If you would like to foster or adopt, please go to the contact us page on our website & choose “general inquiry”. Your message will be forwarded to the appropriate person. If you do not hear soon, please feel free to resend….we have been swamped & are doing our very best to keep up but some emails may be slipping through the cracks!

If you would like to donate to help us with this situation please click the “donate” button. We are a 501c3 charitable rescue organization so donations are deductible! If making a donation via PayPal, please make a quick note stating it is for the Holbrook rats.

In accordance with our customary novel/classic pairing policy as well as due to the sheer volume of rats currently in foster homes, we do require that each novel rat go home with at least one classic rat. In this case, classic is defined as standard ear/standard coat pink eyed whites (PEWs), while novel Holbrook rats include dumbos, hairless, capped, hooded, and other varieties.

In addition, we require that the rats taken in from the Holbrook case MUST go home in pairs or more. These rats have been through a major life change recently: many were living freely in family groups or colonies, and they were picked up and combined randomly as the volunteers worked, possibly separating them from lifelong friends. They have also gone through hours of transport times and are still being constantly filtered and divided between foster homes. In order to let the rats have some consistency in their new lives, everyone needs to stay with at least one friend, sibling, or cagemate.

Finally, there will be no adoption fee for intact (neither spayed nor neutered) PEWs from the Holbrook case. Regular adoption fees apply for all other rats; see http://mainelyratrescue.org/rattieblog2/?page_id=15 for details.

To summarize:

1) All novel rats must go home with at least one classic rat.

2) All rats must go home with at least one friend.

3) There are no adoption fees for intact PEWs from Holbrook.

Thank you for your understanding and your desire to help!

Thank you to unaffiliated-lover (who fosters for Mainely Rat Rescue) for bringing this to the blog’s attention. If you can help, please visit one of the links above. If you can’t help personally, please reblog if you can so someone who can help might see it!

#rats

artillustrationarchive-deactiva

A somewhat accurate, tongue in cheek mood chart for understanding rats!

#rats

snowysauropteryx

Can you lick the science? An abbreviated list.

Genetics: Do not. Unless cheek swabs?

Chemistry: NO!!!!! DO NOT!!!!!!

Archaeology: Perhaps. But might be human bone.

Geology: Sometimes needed, sometimes dangerous

Psychology: Best not.

Physics: ????????? How??????

Zoology: In zoology, science licks you.

#physics #science

thecutestofthecute

#rats

therealmartymouse

Milano madness! #Milano #martymouse

"I’m comfortable."

2014 in stars

by matialonsor

#astronomy

rappsrats

Regardless of how you feel about other people’s pets, whether they’re rats or snakes or spiders or lizards or whatever else, don’t be a dick. Do not make jokes about killing them, do not comment on how disgusting they are and do not act like the animal is a contagious disease that you need to get away from. These are our beloved pets. You wouldn’t like it if someone treated your pets like that, so please don’t do it to ours just because they’re a little bit different.

#rats

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thefrogman

Lucy the Opossum via Backyard Zoologist

You haven’t seen happiness until you’ve seen 7 rats in a box of (pet safe) packing peanuts

#rats

kritseldis

A postcard for start of new school year by artist L.Härm, 1968

A striped cat is a well known teacher of Estonian children, as everyone knows the verse:

Meie kiisul kriimud silmad, istus metsas kännu otsas. Piip oli suus ja kepp oli käes, kutsus lapsi lugema. Kes ei mõistnud lugeda, see sai tukast sugeda. Kes see luges aru sai, sellele ta tegi pai.

Our cat has striped eyes he sat in forest on tree stump. Pipe in his mouth, stick in his hand, he called children to read. Who did not know how to read, got pulled by hair. Who was able to read and understand, got petted by the cat.

#cats #estonian