We have a code for when we’re ready to leave a party. One of us will go to the other and do the finger walking up the other’s arm. This means “I want to go home.”
Atheist. Retired science teacher and union president. Liberal. Boardgames. Rats make awesome pets. He/Him.
Incompatible with lever-pulling.
For I was born upon the fathoms, Neither harbor nor port have I known. The great universe is the ocean I travel, And the Earth is my blue boat home.
We have a code for when we’re ready to leave a party. One of us will go to the other and do the finger walking up the other’s arm. This means “I want to go home.”
Is it worth the money? You’re going to spend something like 1/3 of your time on it. Make it a good one.
Messed up Hawkeye too.
I find Wikipedia invaluable. I’ve been donating $5/month for a number of years now.
I’ll give you two suggestions at opposite ends of the spectrum:
It’s unusual to have pet rats. Most vets do cats and dogs, and anything else is an afterthought. While there are many vets within 5 miles of me (suburbia), we have to travel over 30 miles to get to a good rat vet. Vets for farmers know more animals, but I wouldn’t expect them to know rats very well.
One time when one of ours got an X-ray, the doctor was comparing to a photo in a large book of X-rays for various animals. I expect that’s an expensive book to buy.
I’m so sorry to hear of your loss 😭. I’m glad that they had a good home and loving family.
Pet rats are awesome! They’re domesticated and used to interacting with people. They have distinct personalities and are very loving. Sadly, they only live about 2.5 to 3 years.
The opening of Cowboy Beebop: Tank.
PC: Descent. Full 6 degrees of freedom movement. Fantastic.
The opening song to Neon Genesis Evangelion. A Cruel Angel’s Thesis.
My first wife would get this thing about every 3 years or so where a contact would migrate around to the back of her eye. This would then be followed by about an hour of her trying to get it back front-and-center. Just the thought of it is enough to horrify me.
Something you only know in a parallel dimension.