Not a Rat

It’s a degu. I can’t say I’ve heard of them before but the pet store had a couple and were urging me to take one home ‘For Only £32‘. I guess they assumed I already had a cage, bedding, assorted degu toys, a ton of food, oh and another degu - seems they get stressed out on their own. Happily I was only in there looking for a sarasa comet, which they had in stock but also in quarantine. Another visit will be needed in a few days. I’ll check out the degu situation on my return.
In a break from recent Wed evening pub tradition, we took JacktheLad out for his birthday tea seeing as he’s slightly incapacitated. He managed to eat and drink mostly left-handed so I think he’ll survive. He also has a snazzy sling.