Okay, I just got back from visiting with all the rats. I went thinking, “I hope there are a few rats left so I can see them.”
There must be a thousand rats there, all sorted as to gender and age.
Someone donated an assload of nice new rat cages to Andy’s Pet Shop, and the place is rustling, squeaking, and “crunching” (nibbling noises) with rats. I spoke to the owner, and she said they had adopted out five hundred so far.
They were all pretty cute - there were lots of young, half-grown ones. It’s funny how smart they are. Some couldn’t have been older than about three months, but they knew all about what a food dish sounded like. A worker was filling dishes with rat chow, and a short distance away, an entire cageful of youngsters were all standing on their hind legs and putting their little pink hands on the bars and watching her. Pretty good cognitive faculties for a critter with a brain about the size of a peanut.