I had a rat for a pet back in junior high school. I attended a special summer school session that had us doing some cool stuff, including making stained glass windows and training rats to do tricks. After the class was over I was the lucky one who got to take our mascot home. Her name was Harley and she was too cool. Got her a wheel which she peeled out on all night long, and I loved to watch her tear up her fresh newspaper with relish and make her cave in the mess. My mom liked her too and even let us keep her in a rather large cage on the kitchen floor (which was unprecendented for a Japanese mom; but we had to keep her living space immaculately clean, of course). Man I loved that rat. She was hella smart.
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