it's time for you to meet the mischief

you're probably going to get to know these guys pretty well, so I suppose you had better be formally introduced.

animals have fun group names. like a group of crows being known as a murder.

so the critters I'm about to introduce you to are my little Mischief.

first of all, I'll introduce you to my ladies. who, if we're playing with fancy pants animal words are Does.

this is, left to right,  Juju, Zorro and Mojo.

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Juju is silver fawn hooded. the biggest of the girls, very placid and thoughtful. and she LOVES food. when she was a kitten she reminded me of Nicole Kidman. that's kind of hard to explain. but oddly true.

Zorro, the black hooded,  is damn near terrifyingly athletic. that girl spends as much time upside down on the roof as she does the right way up. she's as bright as a button and has a cracking sense of humour.

Mojo, the champagne berkshire, is a complete mummies girl. she loves her snuggles, melts for an ear scratch and likes nothing better than a good snooze in a well cushioned cleavage.

on to the boys. or Bucks. if we're being technical. obviously they don't live in the same cage as the girls, otherwise I'd have far more than five.

the boys came to me earlier this year after their previous owners wanted to find them a home that had more time for them.





both of the boys are Dumbos. which means nothing more than that they have a gene that gives them  large, low set ears, giving them a perpetually befuddled expression.

this is Scamp. he's a roan. which means you can just see the traces of a mask and marking on his back he used to have when he was a juvenile he has the thickest ever fur on  his cheeks that he loves to have scratched.

he's also a champion boggler.
a relaxed rat (mostly male rats that do this) will grind their teeth so hard that the masseter muscle, which passes behind the eyeball, will cause the eyeball to bulge and vibrate. like this.

and this is Sam. a darling little Blue boy who is prone to respiratory infections, and seems to be here purely to have me in a state of constant worry over every sniff and sneeze.
he is my heart rat. a term used in rattie communities to describe the occasional rat who just touches your heart above and beyond the usual very close bond you have with rats. he's my precious little man. when I come up to the cage he starts pawing and nibbling at the cage door, as if to get it open as quick as possible so he can give me snuggles and kisses. don't you just want to tickle him behind the ears?

so there you have it. the whole Mischief. all here to say Hi. and get  a cyber  cuddle.

XXX
The Wicked Witch of the Westcountry.