It might be because you have a dog's head.

Brooks wrote:

I'd quite like a boar. Big hairy ol' pig to go talk at on a balmy Sunday morn, the pair of us munching raw potatoes because he likes them and I'm lazy.

He'll eat your face, guaranteed.

I know I shouldn't have found this funny.

This is the little fella that walked home with us the other night:



Haven't found the owner yet, didn't belong to the asylum where we met him.

Need to find out if he's chipped or not. In the mean time, he's taken over The Princess's throne, who is not happy at all with this current shift in territory. She's still making mad sounds at him when he tries to go somewhere, and Pixel, the pussy that he is, just follows her behavior. 

So we now have 3 cats in the house, with The Princess guarding our bed, Pixel is in the computer room, and the black one (which we've called Batman for now) in the living room.  He is actually really cute, every time you pick him up, he tries to embrace you. First time he did it I was afraid I'd get some claws in my neck, back the claws were all safely kept in the paw, where they belong of course.

CAN I HAVE HIM

Your pink pig pyjamas do look comfy.

Hmm, your Miso looks a bit larger than the one we found. And ours prefers dresses with ribbons, not very interested in pyjamas. So I don't know if that ruins the memory for you, but sure, come over and pick him up.

Nina wrote:

This is the little fella that walked home with us the other night: Haven't found the owner yet, didn't belong to the asylum where we met him. Need to find out if he's chipped or not. In the mean time, he's taken over The Princess's throne, who is not happy at all with this current shift in territory. She's still making mad sounds at him when he tries to go somewhere, and Pixel, the pussy that he is, just follows her behavior.  So we now have 3 cats in the house, with The Princess guarding our bed, Pixel is in the computer room, and the black one (which we've called Batman for now) in the living room.  He is actually really cute, every time you pick him up, he tries to embrace you. First time he did it I was afraid I'd get some claws in my neck, back the claws were all safely kept in the paw, where they belong of course.

Looks like my Shelby, but he is a bit bigger.
I would put up a photo but every photo I take of her she cant be seen in, doesnt help that she only sleeps on the black chair or black stairs.

Some of you may recall from the BluRum that I have a pet rat, Lacey (her sister Cagney having died on Boxing Day).

Lacey started developing a growth a couple of months ago.  It's quite common in rats (both she and Cagney had them last year, removed in an op) and usually doesn't bother them.  Lacey's was slightly larger than a plum stone, and basically sat under her right foreleg, or between her forelegs depending how she sat, exactly the same as before.

I went on holiday, leaving her with my folks, and returned to find that the growth had massively expanded.  It was still not causing her any pain, but it was large enough to be getting in her way when she was walking and climbing.  Thing is, at over two years, she's a bit old for operations to be a good idea.  I thought I'd best take her to the vet before too long and let them make the call.

Before that happened, I got up one morning to find an absolute bloodbath in her cage.  It was everywhere.  I got a real fright, and assumed I was looking for her body.  Instead, I found her happily bouncing about with a much reduced growth.  It turned out that the rapid expansion was a sack of blood forming around the growth.  God knows how she burst it, but as I ran to the vet with her, she looked at me like I was making a load of fuss over nothing.

The vet decided they had to operate.  She handled it well, and has a cracking scar given that they removed 35g of tissue from a 400g rat.  She recovered as quickly as you or I would from getting a tooth out, and is pretty apathetic about the dozen or so stitches holding her front together.

Just remember, folks, get pet insurance for your small animals too; I didn't, and Lacey has cost me about £300 in vets bills in her two years, Cagney another £200 or so.

Here she is enjoying some strawberry mousse, the only way I could get her to eat her anti-inflammatory liquid drops.  You can see the ends of a few of the stitches under her chin.



tl;dr: My pet rat, Lacey, had a growth.  She's had it removed, she's right as rain.

Not really affectionate, but they like receiving attention.  And they are smart enough to know one human from another, so Lacey is more relaxed and playful with me than anyone else.

That's pretty common.  I remember I used to be freaked out by them, but now I'm used to them, I can't remember why.  I quite like stroking Lacey's tail, however non-plussed she is by it.

Cool story. Lost several small rodents to tumours over the years. First time I've heard of one surviving.

regards

g.man

We had two cats, both insured with Petplan.
One had lots of visits to the vet and we definitely got more than our monies worth out of that policy, one 3 day vet stay cost over 2k, he later developed Diabetes and died. 
The other is still going and hardly ever goes to the vet, so, some you win and some you lose.
I would still get insurance just to cover those potential enormous vet bills that hit in one go though.

Our two lasses, Fluffy and Marshmallow.

My mam's just got the cutest little rabbit ever. Incredibly friendly, whereas the other has devil eyes and is a little cunt.