My rat has apparently learned how to pull the keys off my laptop. I went to get a drink and when I came back two of them were gone. So far I've only found one. It's obvious now that Cleptoferret was the appropriate name for this little trouble maker.
Two days until I'm off to Wyoming, so they'll be full of frantically packing, purchasing whatever I need, and trying to clean the room so I don't walk into a roach house. Cleo is going up with Austin for the two months that I'll be away.
I'm super pysched and at the same time super nervous. I feel pretty unprepared, but I always feel that way and things usually work out.
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