This is just a quick rundown of the status of our rat colonies.
Boys
I can't quite remember the order but both Cyclops and Gambit passed away as oldish men with dodgy chests, which is fairly usual for poor little rats.Then Jon got a very bad tumour on his throat. At first we assumed it was an abscess, it grew so large and quickly. But it turned out to be a tumour that was leaking blood and the lump was full of blood not puss. Poor little thing was put to sleep. I never got to say a proper goodbye as I'd expected him to come home from a pretty routine operation.
Fortunately Bran hasn't been left in a cage alone. With Jon gone he settled in quite quickly with his remaining two brothers and the youngsters. Who are now something like twice his size. And Bran is not tiny.
Other than snuffles, the boy colony seems to be doing okay at the moment.
Girls
Again I'm not quite certain of order.We adopted a girl and a neutered boy, Branflake and Malcolm, from a girl in Bristol who didn't have the time to look after all her rats now she was at university. They settled in with the girls almost immediately.
Aria had a fairly traumatic vet trip in which she had two abscesses and one tumour removed. However she's bounced back remarkably, and there's no sign of more tumours so far.
Malcolm had a huge abscess under his chin which eventually burst cleanly. But then managed to get infected again. We thought baytril and cleaning were doing the job. He seemed to heal fine. Then, several weeks later we found him dead in the cage. Not sure if his death was connected to the abscess. He'd been behaving normally and seemed in perfectly good condition. It was totally surprising and unexpected.
One of the others also got an abscess (can't remember who) but that seemed to clear up all on its own.
Meanwhile Sansa seemed to stop cleaning herself. Other than a filthy underside she was completely fine, always at the bars for food. Still pretty much unhandleable, but better than she had been, we couldn't really clean her. Then two days ago Marc was finally able to wash her. She didn't even struggle. But he found a black lump under her eye which looked suspiciously like the skin cancer Akuma, one of my late rats from a few years ago, had. Last night she was suddenly at death's door and I was able to cuddle her for the first time ever. She passed away overnight. Fortunately she went pretty quickly.
And finally, Beneath a Steel Sky appears to have a dislocated hip. She doesn't seem to be in any pain and she's getting about okay, but it just adds to the problems we've had in the poor girl colony.