Hey, Birdie!
I’ve not had one lately, but had pet rats from age 11 to 22. My introduction was to my biologist dad bringing home a breeding pair of lab rats from the Psych Dept. in order to feed the boa constrictor he’d brought back from Peru. I used to rescue the “runts”, and raise them as pets.
At this point, since there seems to be a bit of confusion; the rats sold as pets are not the same as wild rats. It’s the same difference as mice sold as pets and wild mice. The true difference is probably that wild rats are smart enough to never tolerate a cage.
Tame rats are great pets. I’ve had gerbils, hamsters, mice, chinchillas, etc., as pets(well, the biologist parent thang again), but rats are by far the most endearing critters. I agree with Shama’s shoulder training. They really like to ride around with you, and will nibble on your ear as a sign of affection. That’s a weird thing to many folks, but sweet when you get used to it.
The Wheel: It works as an exercise aid when they’re small, but as they grow, it’s really uncomfortable for their long tails.
For exercise, just carry them around in the house and let them explore. In my experience, they keep coming back to check on where you are, so never wander far off.
On, then, to the Cat thing. My cats never messed with my rats because they were raised with it being Off Limits. I don’t know how that would work with an older cat.
My last pet rat, Sam, was kept in an aquarium tank on my dresser. He had the endearing habit of poking up through the wire mesh on top of his cage, escaping, and gathering up the odd earring or four to festoon her nest with. I’d just let em lie til cage cleaning time came.
Anyhoo, they’re very smart, misunderstood critters, and I hope you have as expanding experience as I have with 'em.