More sticks and platforms for the rat cage. More carbiners. And a coir brick, currently soaking in a bucket, destined to become media in a new dig box.
I don't know how much more I can take.
ADHD rat has pavloved me. She realised that if she goes to a high platform or hammock and performs a tight, weaving dance in a perfect circle I'll freak the fuck out and go and check on her, and from then she can demand to be let out. The dance is so bizarre that I initially thought that she was having an abnormal type of seizure, but no, she's absolutely doing it deliberately. She does it when dinner is late, she does it when it's time for free range, she does it when it's been more than an hour since I last gave her pats and cuddles, she does it when I'm eating my own dinner and she wants some too... and she'll keep it up until she either gets a reaction, or gets dizzy.
The cherry on top of the weirdness is that ADHD rat sleeps heavily in the early mornings; rats are crepuscular, while domestics are very adaptable to their human's schedule, I've never come across a girl who sleeps heavily during twilight... until now. I can actually pick ADHD rat up and she'll immediately slither through my fingers and curl back up and tuck her snout against her flank and go straight back to sleep.
I've had many girls with "character" before, I've had girls with behavioural issues before, I've had girls with neurological problems, but here I'm genuinely wondering if ADHD rat is just flat out possessed by some tiny rodent demon.
