Birthdays come twice a year

The boys have been sick and they still are, but at the moment, it seems to be levelling out. They are not better, but better than they were a little while ago. I won’t go into detail, but it has been tiring. Garrus lost a lot of weight, and Godric seemed to have found it all and taken it for himself – he is such a pompom now! There is no more confusing him and Eric – the difference in weight is enormous. I am feeding Garrus extra and he doesn’t seem to be losing any more.

One bright note – we had another birthday party. Birthdays come twice a year in our home. Mordin, Garrus and Thane were born around the same time and they turned one in February this year.

Tyrion, Eric and Godric are all petshop rats and I guess their birthdays to be in July, with Eric and Godric turning two and Tyrion turning one. So they all got a little treat to celebrate. They were a little put out that mommy used it as a photo opportunity and made camera clacking sounds while they were trying to eat. The noms were worth it though.


Let’s celebrate spring! (a month late)


Hullo! What’s this?

Let’s celebrate spring by pushing the flowers out of the way so we can get to the snacks mommy sneakily hid at the bottom of this watering can.

I absolutely could not resist this cute watering can I saw in a shop window that I walk past every day when I go to and from work. That much temptation was just too much to resist. I started imagining the gorgeous shots with a little rat head peeking adorably out of the top of the watering can, with a little flower on the side, and before I knew it I was paying for the water can and some silk flowers to go with it!

I regret nothing.




Balancing act

Sharpshooting photoshooter

A photoshoot with rats should never be undertaken lightly.

Garrus escapes from the set.

I will never pose for you! Never!

It’s been some time since I have tried it, and so I was quite excited to do another photoshoot with my dear fuzzbutts, unaware of what awaited me.

I went out to get some batteries for my camera, and I picked up a small pack of mini-marie biscuits at the same time – a little bit of bribery.

I set up the ‘stage’ on my bed: a cream blanket covering a section I partitioned with boxes, with as much light as I could manage from bedside lamp, the light of the room and an extra light I found.  I hate using flash and since I have an automatic camera, a lot of light is necessary to prevent motion blur.

Well, by the time I was set up and ready, all of my rats were convinced that whatever I was doing in the room was a trap to be avoided at all costs (where is the trust, rats?).

Well, the moment the first rat’s little legs touched the blanket on the ‘stage’, he was off.  Not one of those rats was willing to stay on that stage for long enough for me to lift my camera to my eye.

“Try a biscuit,” I thought. Hah!

“Great! Thanks mom, I’m just gonna go eat it round the corner in the box, ‘kay?”

Well, I managed to get a few only slightly blurry action shots and then, eventually, I had to bring out the big guns – porridge. See, porridge is one thing I know will get them to stay in place and eat, because they can’t pick it up and run away with it! Problem solved! Sort of.  So I don’t quite have the photos I wanted, but I have photos.

Oh alright mom, if you insist, I guess I'll sit still for you.

Oh alright mom, if you insist, I guess I’ll sit still for you.

Oh hey - what's this?

Oh hey – what’s this?

What? You expect me to pose with this thing?

What? You expect me to pose with this thing?

Quit shoving!

Quit shoving!