May 17th, 2023 by The Rat

Hi to all my fifth grade pals reading with Mrs. McLaughlin!  I’ve been getting tired paws lately (jumping all over the keyboard is quite a workout), so I thought, hey, why not go surfing?  We rodents happen to be excellent swimmers!

So I got myself some trendy new swim trunks, picked up a mini surfboard, scampered on down to the ocean, and here I am–I’m doing it!  I’m doing it!  I’m really surfing, at last, at lassssssssss– AIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

(Splash!  Thunk! Glug glug glug gluggggg.  Gasp, cough, choke, wheeze, spit up water.  Sniffle.  Shake water out of ears.  Blow ratty nose.  Get back up. )

Okay, here I go again.  I’m not going to let a little water beat me.  (Well, okay, maybe it’s a LOT of water, but I’m still not going to let it beat me.)

Anyway, look at me now!  I’m getting the hang of it at last!  Hey, I think I was born to do this!  Yeah, baby!!!

Another great thing about a surfing vacation is, NO CATS.  (They just don’t seem to like the water.  And I’ve never yet seen a cat who could surf.)

Well, I had such a great time blogging with all of you, but now I must bid you a sweet rodent farewell… how you brightened my gloomy, ratty days!  Take care, be kind to any rodents you meet, and do yourselves a favor– WATCH OUT FOR CATS!!

love, Ratty

May 3rd, 2023 by The Rat

Oh my gosh I feel so AWFUL.  My paws were kind of tired after jumping around on the keyboard, writing to all you kids and Mrs. McLaughlin, and so I had a few peanut butter cups to build up my strength.  Well, maybe I had more than a few.  Maybe I had a LOT.  But then last night my paws started to shake and my little ratty heart went about 600 beats a minute and my ears turned all red and scabby.

As if that wasn’t bad enough, I started to itch all over.  I looked in the mirror and I was covered with SPOTS!  Oh, my aching tail.  I was so worried– what if it was the Ratbonic Plague, or the dreaded SCALY TAIL FEVER?!?

Oh, I feel sick.  And it’s hard to breathe… (gasp! gasp! gasp!)  Am I contagious?  Will everyone want to stay away from me?  What if the spots never go away, and I look like a polka-dotted furball for the rest of my ratty life?

Maybe I need some MORE peanut butter cups!  Yeah, that would cheer me up!

Have YOU ever been sick?  Do you have any good ideas for what might make me feel better?

P.S.  I hope I’m not allergic to peanuts.  Or chocolate.