At 7:15 a.m., young Trevor (who's visiting with his mother and sisters) offered up the quote of the day,
"Aunt Dana, can I hold your rat?"
Me? I'm thinking "RAT!?!?! What rat?!?!?" and then I realize....
Guinea pig? Rat? What's the difference?
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LOL! Too Cute.
We used to have pet rats; once you get used to the tail, they're really great pets - very loveable and snuggly.
Heeeeeehheeeee, how funny!
I still don't want a rat :^)
xoxoxox
ps I don't know that I could deny that face and those big blue eyes anything, what a beautiful boy!
Oh a big one ..I mean we had to poison a rat this winter who then stank under the floorboards !I love Guinea pigs ,when I was about three I remember the one we had because it followed Mum everywhere .As we are not Bolivians we never ate it . I'd love one but Jeff is not a pet kind of guy.
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