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The weirdest thing I did today?
Bathed a dead rat.
And blow dried it.
Now, before you send for the men in the white coats there was a really good reason for this. See, Sam and Tyson are on a refusing to eat kick, Sam because he's neurotic (and a bastard) and Tyson... I dunno why Tyson, but he's lost some weight and I want to get him eating.
So I'd read (somewhere) that if you wash a prey item in warm water and shampoo and whatnot you remove residual smells that might be putting the snake off, and make it smell more like 'home', and comfort and all that jazz. Soooo, I defrosted a rat, and got a bowl of warm water... and bathed it. Then I dried it off, and blow dried it.
It looked lovely, and I will certainly say that bathing dead rats is a damn sight easier than bathing live ones.
It did occur to me - as I stood there, directing the stream of hot air across the dead rodent - that this certainly comes under the heading of 'things you would not want to have to explain to the police'.
Cop: Mrs Slaymaker, what were you doing on the morning of the nineteenth of June?
Me: Bathing a dead rat.
Cop: O rly?
Me: Ya rly.
Cop: Lock her up.
Also under this heading was preparing heart medication for a ferret. See, his water tablets (frusemide, for those interested in such things) were teeny tiny things and he needed an eighth of one twice a day. Soooo I ended up using a set of skills I thought I'd left behind , and with the aid of a mortar and pestle, a razorblade, a mirror and some small bits of tinfoil Welly had his meds.
I would have hated to explain that one to the authorities.
"I have a ferret with a dicky ticker! Honest!"
"Pull the other one, it's got bells on..."
Yeah. Anyway. The bathed rat? Didn't work. Sam just looked at it then at me and - if he had them - would have raised an eyebrow and curled a lip.
"Not good enough, woman. Try again!"
I hate that snake sometimes.
So, dear flist - what was the weirdest thing you did today? ;)
The weirdest thing I did today?
Bathed a dead rat.
And blow dried it.
Now, before you send for the men in the white coats there was a really good reason for this. See, Sam and Tyson are on a refusing to eat kick, Sam because he's neurotic (and a bastard) and Tyson... I dunno why Tyson, but he's lost some weight and I want to get him eating.
So I'd read (somewhere) that if you wash a prey item in warm water and shampoo and whatnot you remove residual smells that might be putting the snake off, and make it smell more like 'home', and comfort and all that jazz. Soooo, I defrosted a rat, and got a bowl of warm water... and bathed it. Then I dried it off, and blow dried it.
It looked lovely, and I will certainly say that bathing dead rats is a damn sight easier than bathing live ones.
It did occur to me - as I stood there, directing the stream of hot air across the dead rodent - that this certainly comes under the heading of 'things you would not want to have to explain to the police'.
Cop: Mrs Slaymaker, what were you doing on the morning of the nineteenth of June?
Me: Bathing a dead rat.
Cop: O rly?
Me: Ya rly.
Cop: Lock her up.
Also under this heading was preparing heart medication for a ferret. See, his water tablets (frusemide, for those interested in such things) were teeny tiny things and he needed an eighth of one twice a day. Soooo I ended up using a set of skills I thought I'd left behind , and with the aid of a mortar and pestle, a razorblade, a mirror and some small bits of tinfoil Welly had his meds.
I would have hated to explain that one to the authorities.
"I have a ferret with a dicky ticker! Honest!"
"Pull the other one, it's got bells on..."
Yeah. Anyway. The bathed rat? Didn't work. Sam just looked at it then at me and - if he had them - would have raised an eyebrow and curled a lip.
"Not good enough, woman. Try again!"
I hate that snake sometimes.
So, dear flist - what was the weirdest thing you did today? ;)
