Sprig's babies are getting big and look like rats now, they are about the size Sprig was when we got her. You can kind of tell what sex they are now. We think there are 8 girls and 6 boys. There's four that are hairless, well they have a little bit but not much fur. There are some Rex rats, which are rats with curly hair and some fancy rats with smooth silky hair. The babies wrestle with each other, climb the cage and are always trying to grab onto their mom for milk and they squeak a lot. All fourteen are still a live and healthy. They are trying to eat solid food and drink out of the water bottle now. They are 24 days old.We're debating whether or not to get Sprig spayed. I want to keep her but we have boys. Female rats also have a high risk of getting breast cancer but getting her spayed is risky too. Maybe we can keep Sprig and some of the girls in a separate room. I don't know what is best, there are so many variables. We can neuter the boys but some of them are old and so that wouldn't be good for them. Maybe just neuter the baby boys. The spay is also more risky than the neuter.
Last week my French teacher gave me a project to do where I had to research about Inuit dudes and build an igloo. I decided to build an igloo out of sugar cubes and used icing to fill in the gaps. It is very difficult to make an igloo out of sugar cubes. I filed the cubes into the right shape and glued them together with icing. Making the door was the hardest part. Real igloos have the doors underground like a tunnel and can be made from snow in about half an hour. I worked on my sugar cube one for over a week and it's still not perfect. I would just dig myself a hole in a snow storm, I have no igloo building skills.
Yesterday at horseback riding I rode Sandy who was being really annoying by pulling his head down and yanking me forward, playing with his bit and not listening at all. After the lesson since we had extra time because some kids didn't show up I got to ride Pimlico bare back! I walked around the arena once like that. It didn't feel too different than riding with a saddle but his spine was up my butt crack and he felt really warm. There were no stirrups but I was just walking so it was no big deal.On Sunday it was my birthday and some family came over and I got presents. We had pizza and instead of ice cream cake mom just bought a block of ice cream and we sliced it and ate it like it was a cake. Since I officially turned 13 years old, I signed up for Facebook. It's good but not totally amazing. I have seven friends and six of them are family.
