Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Cloudy. I am a "Rescue Rat" and a
very lucky one. I was in the "Rescue Cage" at the Rat and Mouse Club of
America's show in Hacienda Heights, California, on February 22, 1997, with
many of my sisters, waiting for the right person to take us home. I didn't
think I would ever get a family.
Many of my family members were left in a hospital parking lot in an RV.
My human companion didn't mean to leave us there, but it was becoming clear
he was getting weaker and could no longer care for us. We did not see any
humans for a couple of days and we were wondering if someone would ever come
back to feed us. We were a worried bunch of rats and were getting very
hungry. Finally, someone opened the door of the RV. Hooray! We are going to
get food and water. Oh no! The humans say we smell bad.
Drawing by Amber Cox
We are taken to a place where all kinds of animals are kept. People come
and look at us, mostly with disgust, and then look at the "cute" dogs and
cats. Once in a while, someone takes out a dog or cat to play with, but not
us rats. Sometimes the humans leave with an animal and say they are going
some place called home. Frequently, one of the workers will pick up an animal
with a sad face and we never see it again. I miss my human companion and
wonder when he is going to come back to get us. At least we have food, water,
and we smell better.
A few days later, a lady came in who did not go directly to the dogs or
cats. Why, she is looking at us! Her shirt has the letters "RMCA" on it. I
wonder what that means? She says she can only take forty of us and there are
many more of us than that. Oh, I hope she picks me. She picks us up one by
one, looking us over. Yes! I am picked up, and it feels so good and they take
ME.
Life is good at her house. She has many rats and other creatures and my
sisters and I are treated great. She has people come over every so often and
they take some of my sisters home. I am so happy for my sisters because the
people want them and recognize how wonderful we are. I like living here with
the RMCA lady and all her animals, but I have been here a couple of months
now. I am worried I will not find my own human person to love, but I am not
alone, I still have many sisters in my cage with me.
On February 22, 1997, (this is a special day for me) the RMCA lady put
me and my sisters in the car with many of her other rats and she took us to
this big place where many other rats brought their human companions. The
other rats and the smaller ones, the mice, are whispering that this is a rat
and mouse show. We keep hearing humans call for "Sweetest Rats" or "Best Pet
Mouse" and other things like that to come up to these large tables. The
humans put their little furry companions in these small clear boxes and a
person takes them out one by one and looks at them. Then the human puts a
gold color object, called a trophy, on one of the clear boxes and many
different color ribbons on some of the other boxes. Someday, I want to go in
one of those boxes and be held and looked at.
Throughout the show, the RMCA lady tells many people about me and my
sisters. Some people come over and peek at us. Some humans take my sisters
out and a few do not return them, because they have found their human
companions to go home with. The cage door is opened again. "We need a big
rat", the lady said to her daughter, Amber. They take out my little sister.
The RMCA lady reassures Amber's mother that all of us are disease free and
are not pregnant.
Amber's mother keeps reminding her that Salem likes to pick fights with
other rats. Amber puts my little sister back in the cage. I try to make
myself look as big as possible. Amber is reaching for me. I'm in her hands.
"How 'bout this one, mom? She's pretty big." I was carried around for a long
time and then put in a cage by myself. I was taken out again and again - it
seemed like a million times! I like the way these humans talked and petted
me.
They took me to the RMCA lady and told her I would be going home with
them. I think I'm what's called adopted, but my story does not end here. The
human nother wanted to name me Alice, after her favorite rock group, and
Amber wanted to call me Cloudy. The human daughter won and my name is Cloudy.
The Cox family took me home and I found out I was not the only rat they had.
The only boy is in another cage and is funny looking; he has no fur. My cage
mates are four other female rats. The human mother was right, Salem likes to
pick fights with other rats, so it was good I'm a big girl. Salem got so bad
that the humans put her in a place called "jail". Jail is where we stay by
ourself. Salem is there almost all of the time. My human family loves and
plays with me a lot and I love it here.
Recently, I got very scared. My human family took all of us in the car
to another rat and mouse show in April. At first I thought they were going to
try to get someone else to adopt me, but I"m glad I was wrong. One of my
cagemates was put in one of those little boxes and placed on the table for
nother human to look at. When she came back, she had a white ribbon on her
cage. The humans were so proud of her. My sisters and my Hairless brother
congratulated her, too.
What is this! The human mother is putting me in one of those little
boxes and telling me it will only be for a few minutes and that I am a winner
no matter what happens at the judging table. There are several of us on the
table. My little box is opened and I am taken out. This person keeps doing
something to my tail. I don't like it, but she is nice, so I let her put my
tail by my face. She puts me back in my box and does the same thing to the
rest of us. Oh, no, she is taking me out again and looking at my tail again.
She comments on how long my tail is and then puts me back in my box. She
looks again at my friends on the table. Now she is mixing up the boxes and
putting them in some sort of order. Another human is getting the ribbons and
a gold trophy out. They placed all the ribbons on the boxes and on my box was
the beautiful gold trophy!
I'm Cloudy, a rescue rat, and I won a trophy for having a long tail and
I have humans who I love and who love me. I can't believe how lucky I am. My
human companions are so proud of me and my sisters and brother (that Hairless
guy). We are all winners, but I was glad to get back in my cage and go home
and have a normal life again. At least until the next rat and mouse show.
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