This is SO not fair!
May 8th, 2025 by The Rat
Okay, this is JUST NOT FAIR. I thought little rats like me were supposed to have FUN , you know? I want to run around the neighborhood with all my ratty friends, play pawball, drink Hamster Slushies, and PLAY. But noooooooooooo. I’m stuck doing YARD WORK.
I tried to tell Emmy that I am too small to work this hard. For one thing, there’s no way I’m big enough to mow the lawn. But she says I’m just the perfect size to pull dandelions.
The perfect size? THE PERFECT SIZE??? (Oh, sorry, was I yelling?) I’m not yelling at you, believe me. But just take a look at this picture and see what you think. That dandelion is bigger than I am!
Emmy says we’re perfectly matched– ol’ Dandy might be taller, but I’m heavier. Plus I can walk. Not to mention grab and yank. So she is betting on me to win this battle.
I’m not so sure.
What do you think? Is this even FAIR? Have YOU ever had to do a job that seemed way too big for you?
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May 9th, 2025 at 11:17 am
Hello ratty, You doing hard work that seems way too big for you is very relatable. But I only do it for my allowance. So if I’m not getting money for it, I would call it unfair.
May 9th, 2025 at 11:17 am
What’s up ratty! How you doing? Hopefully you are doing fine, But to answer your question yes I have gotten a chore that was way to hard for me! Like, once my sister made fold ALL the laundry! I think its not fair, I mean I would have been able to make a bed for myself with just half the laundry! – Gaby:p
May 9th, 2025 at 11:17 am
Hi Ratty I usually don’t have a job too big for me at school because I am smart. My question is that if you could have any super power other than getting rid of cats, what power would you choose?
May 9th, 2025 at 11:17 am
Hi Ratty the only job I have is to going to school almost every day and that does not that hard because I am smart
May 9th, 2025 at 11:18 am
Hiya, Sabrina, Gaby, Adrian and Leandro, nice to hear from all of you!
Okay, Sabrina, I think an allowance is a ratastic idea! I wonder why Emmy never thought of it? I wonder why I never thought of it? (Oh, wait, I did think of it–but when I asked her, she said that she was giving me a place to live, and lots of coolio toys to play with, and stacks of peanut butter cups, not to mention as much hair gel as I want!) I guess she thought pulling a few dandelions was not that much to ask in return. It was still hard, though!
Gaby, what’s up with you? I’m doing fine… well, all that dandelion-pulling is giving me sort of a headache. I think I might be coming down with something, like maybe the Dandelion Flu. Or Buttercup Fever. Did you have anything bad happen to you after you folded all that laundry? Like, say, a case of Detergent Fingers? Or Sore Folding Knuckles? Maybe you found out you were allergic to your sister! (Hmm… did you complain enough to make your sister allergic to you, I wonder?)
Hi Adrian, you’re lucky that school is easy for you. Me, I found fourth grade really hard at first (because I hadn’t had any of the earlier grades–not even kindergarten! So I didn’t know much.) But after years and YEARS in the same classroom, I knew EVERYTHING. Well, almost. And that’s a good question, about a superpower! Hmmm. It might be nice to be able to turn any food into a peanut butter cup just by looking at it with my ratty laser eyes… or maybe, with a twitch of my tail, I could turn anyone I wanted into a rodent! Now that would solve the cat problem, the dog breath problem, and the mean human problem all at once!
Leandro, dude, you’ve got it EASY! No other job than school? And it’s not that hard for you? Ratzawow. I think maybe you should ask your teacher or your parents for something really tough to do, just to see if you CAN! You never know till you try… (of course, I am not about to take my own advice. I would much rather lounge about, dip my ratty toes in the cool surf, and drink Hamster Slushies all day long. Sounds like you’d rather do that, too!)
May 9th, 2025 at 11:19 am
Hello Ratty, we meet again! I think that Emmy making YOU do YARD WORK is OUTRAGEOUS!! It is utterly RIDICULOUS to have a tiny (no offense), innocent, cute rat like you do yard work. Luckily for me, I barely go to my backyard nor am I told to go there. So no I have not had a job too big for me. To be honest…you might be the right size for another kind of yard work. Would you ask Emmy?
P.S: There might be a student in our class suspected to be a cat…
May 9th, 2025 at 11:20 am
hello ratty responding to your question “What do you think? Is this even FAIR? Have YOU ever had to do a job that seemed way too big for you?” totally , I have had to do all the writing in a group project , that was really hard .I have a question for YOU, on a scale of 1-10 what is your opinion on the doll house in Emmy’s room?
( P.S still not a cat , but Jayda is😁 )
May 9th, 2025 at 11:21 am
The answer to you question is that is MEAN! NOW, my question is that what do you think about Joe?
(P.S. …..MEOW)
May 9th, 2025 at 11:21 am
hi Raston! Great to talk with you again! quick question, (Again, what a shocker) What do you think about Joe? And here’ s an answer to your Question. So not FAIR!! this is SO mean, Considering I’m a short “HUMAN”!
(P.S. …..MEOW🐈🐱😼)
May 9th, 2025 at 11:22 am
Hey there, Alaisha, Leah, and Jayda, a big ratty hello to you all!
Yes, Alaisha, we DO meet again (I would shake your paw but, you know, the technology isn’t quite there yet to do it over the computer. Oh well.) It warms my little ratty heart to see that YOU think my doing yard work is outratgeous (wait–ratoutgeous– no, that’s not it–well, anyway, it’s BAD!) There is nothing quite like complaining and then having someone ratotally agree with you. But, you know, I’m not exactly tiny–I’m actually rather muscular, for a rat. I am not all that innocent, either (though I once was–and then I was taken from the nest by THE BIG HAND, waaaah! And there went my innocence!) And–frankly–I much prefer “handsome” to “cute”. Cute is what bunnies are. Fluffy ones.
But about this student who is suspected to be a c–c–c–cat (bites claws nervously), well, I don’t believe it for one rat minute. I mean, would Mrs. Mclaughlin really allow such a thing in her classroom? I certainly hope not!
Hello, Leah, thanks for answering me! And wow, writing IS really hard, especially when you have to do it ALL. I remember when I did a group project (I was on a committee in Rodent City–hey, that rhymes!) Anyway, the chipmunks did ratsolutley nothing but flick their furry tails– (like, what’s so great about a furry tail, I ask you? Slim, pink, ratty tails are trending!) And the hamster just sat around and looked bored. So I feel your pain. And my opinion of Emmy’s dollhouse is, it’s a solid 8.5. Very comfortable, made with the best materials, real carpet and windows that can open and shut, and comfy soft beds… but it would be nice to have a mini fridge, packed full of peanut butter cups. And slushies in the freezer section. And–and– (stares at screen, trembling) Wait a minute. Jayda is a CAT?????
Okay, I am NOT corresponding with a cat. I am NOT answering a cat’s questions. I will NEVER give a cat any encouragement ratsoever. I will not say what I think about Joe (why is a cat interested, I might ask? Does she want to CLAW him to bits? Chew him up and SPIT OUT THE PIECES???) THIS is what I have to say to a cat:
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(Yep. Nothing at all.)
May 9th, 2025 at 11:24 am
Ratty, to be honest that is very but VERY unfair. Like that is just outrageous to do that to you! And to answer your question, I have had a job too big for me. And that job is baby sitting and mowing at the SAME TIME! Like that is NOT FAIR AT ALL. But the fact that Emmy put you to mow the lawn is crazy! Way worse than mine.
May 9th, 2025 at 11:24 am
Hello Ratty so glad to hear from you again, sorry Emmy’s making you do all the yard work and yes I have had a job that was way to big for me. One time my dad made me to fold all my laundry even though it was my brothers. SO UNFAIR!! Now my question… how come Miss Barmy offered a cookie and potato roll to Emmy even though she stamped the chinchilla foot in them??
May 9th, 2025 at 11:24 am
Hi Ratty its me Mateo again. I think your job is unfair. The flower is bigger than you and it will take you way to long to pluck every dandelion in the lawn. A job that I’ve done that felt way to big for me is when I had to organize my whole room plus the play room which has sooooooo many toys. It just took me so long! And I have a question, will you be living in the doll house forever? Well I don’t know, so goodbye Ratty!
May 9th, 2025 at 11:24 am
I ratty friend! I agree with you. You’re way too small to be doing yard work! And also is Emmy crazy!!?? You are not the “PERFECT SIZE”. If I were you I’d run away go back inside, and play in Emmy’s dollhouse. I’ve had many job’s that I think are too big for me. One of them was yard work! So… I have another question for you Ratty, what would’ve happened if Emmy ate one of the potato rolls? Why did Ms. Barmy make one for Emmy. I know she made some for the parents to get them to leave. But, what about Emmy?
Well, anyways thanks for your time today. See you next time
Ps. Jayda is a cat… be careful!
May 9th, 2025 at 11:25 am
Whew, glad I got away from that c-c-c– well, you know what I mean! Anyway, a big ratty hello to you, Sebastian, Natalia, Meteo and Ariel, and here are my answers!
Sebastian, you are truly a Friend of Rodents. You understand just how UNFAIR life is to us! Really, just because we rats are on the small side, does that mean everyone gets to PUSH US AROUND? NO, it does NOT, and it is ratabulous to hear you say so! But I am wondering how you babysat and mowed the lawn at the very same time. Did you let the baby help you mow? Did you ask the baby to crawl and rip up the grass instead of drooling on it? I am full of ratty questions!
Natalia, I’m glad to hear from you, too, and thanks for your ratty sympathy–I can use it! And I think it would be a ratty PAIN to fold your brothers’ laundry. (Unless, of course, they did something equally nice for you.) But, you know, life isn’t fair all the time, as I am finding out in my own small ratty way. As for your question, I am not going to tell you. It’s not because I don’t like you (because I DO!) It’s because I ratsolutely REFUSE to spoil the story for you (and everybody else, too.) But trust me on this–you WILL figure it out after a while.
Hey Mateo, it’s Ratty again! And you are so right–that flower was definitely bigger than this little rat. And it was a long, Looooooong job. But it sounds like you had a long job to do, too! You had to organize your whole playroom–and it had soooooo many toys– wait a minute. That sounds kind of cool, actually. I mean, you had ALL those toys, right? So you could play with them while you were organizing them… at the very same time! That sounds like a job I might like, ratually! About your question, I don’t know… probably not. I’m kind of a free-floating rat, you know? Sometimes I feel like bunking in Rodent City, sometimes in the doll house, and I hear there might be a treehouse nearby I could try, too.
Hiya, Ariel, it’s ratastic that you and I see eye-to-eye on this issue! It sounds like you know, from personal experience, just how ratonerous yard work can be. Of course, I COULD run away and play in Emmy’s dollhouse, but on the other hand, it’s EMMY’S dollhouse. So, if I don’t do the yardwork, she might not let me live there… that’s what we call a rateven exchange. But I still don’t like to pull dandelions. As for your question, it’s a very good one! And I’m not going to answer it! No, I’m not just being a stubborn little rat. I am being a NOBLE RAT, because I REFUSE TO SPOIL THE STORY FOR YOU! (You will find out eventually, trust me.)
Oh, and about that c–c–c–ca– (you know who I mean), well, I am putting my paws over my little ratty ears and singing “la la la la I can’t hear you”, and so far that is working just fine. (Thanks for wanting to warn me, though.)
May 9th, 2025 at 11:28 am
Ratty, in my opinion it is fair. It may be a little too big but it will make you stronger. So need to just grow up and deal with it. I also have had a job really big I had to PLAY TAKLE FOOTBALL WITH HIGH SCHOOLERS. but I did deal with it.
May 9th, 2025 at 11:28 am
Hai ratty:3 To answer your question, I have not done something too hard for me!
May 9th, 2025 at 11:29 am
Hey Ratty, so Emmy rally made you do that? Crazy! The dandelion is like a foot taller than you! That is very unfair. But you are not alone, I’ve also had to do an unfair job, my parents made me run a mile…When I WAS SICK! I hope Emmy will rethink that decision.
From, Benji
May 9th, 2025 at 11:33 am
I remember in sixth grade when I had to present a poster board about a mythological creature and presenting scared me so much but I went up did it and was glad that I stopped feeling nervous.
May 9th, 2025 at 11:38 am
Yowza, and hello, Cam, Julieta, Benji and Jadian! I’m so glad you took the time to share in my misery… well, that didn’t come out so well, but you know what I mean. Maybe I mean, thanks for sharing your miserable stories!
Cam, I can see you have the mature, responsible, grownup outlook on this… not the little ratty one. (heavy sigh) Oh well, I suppose what doesn’t kill me WILL make me stronger, as that very famous rodent philosopher, Friedrat Nietzsche, once said. But what I really can’t believe is that you played tackle football with high-schoolers! Did they stomp on you? Run you over? Did you emerge from that experience a little… flatter, maybe? I’m ratly impressed!
Julieta, I guess you actually DIDN’T share your miserable story with me. Why? Because you are THE LUCKIEST GIRL IN THE WORLD! You have NO miserable stories! Everything is easy for you–or at least doable– and, like, a big ratty WOW just came out of my mouth, because I kind of wish I was like you! (Only not a girl human; I prefer to stay a boy rat. I’m sure you understand.)
Hey Benji, yep, Emmy really made me do that! And I had to do it at top ratty speed, too, before it was time for Muffy to be let outside. (I mean, I didn’t want to be wrestling with dandelions when that feline assassin came prowling after me.) But I am ratly amazed that you had to run a mile when you were SICK! Did your parents find out you were sick AFTER you ran? Or did they just say, hey, go for it, you can upchuck while you run?
Hiya, Jadian, thanks for sharing your nerve-wracking experience! I get nervous, too, before I sing or say one of my poems (did you know I was a poet? I am one of the greatest rat poets ever!) I especially get nervous when I have to use a microphone. I mean, I have to be so careful of my whiskers. If they just even brush across the microphone, it makes this horrible scritchy-scratchy sound, and that completely ruins the poetical vibe, you know? Anyway, I’m glad you stopped being nervous in the end. I get over it, too–ratusually.