On Thursday, I informed my aunt and uncle that I would be away for one night from friday night until my return home Saturday night, and I needed them to care for my rat's. Literally only needed them to be fed and the one to be weighed.
If some of you have read any of my other posts, you will know that one of my rat's is a rescue who has some health concerns. And is currently alone due to a quarantine period and needing to be neutered.
I left very specific instructions for the care of all my rat's.
Nothing insane. Just the amount each of the two cages get, the time they are to be fed, and to turn on the lights in my room in the morning.
For Mew the amount of hard food he gets is very exact so that I can better keep track of how much he is eating. So to make it easier on my aunt and uncle, I premeasured his food and sealed it in plastic snack bags right outside his cage. And mentioned this in the instructions I left.
I got a text this morning from my uncle, first referring to Mew by a different name, one that I have adamantly told them not to call him because it's not his name.
And second telling me that he couldn't weigh him. "When I put him on the scale he just jumps off." I had said in the instructions to hold him gently by the scruff to keep him still enough to weigh him.
So the three things I asked to do.
1. Feed my rats
This was not done. This morning, yes. He was fed. Last night, definitely not. There was still one of the premeasured bags left in front of the mews cage. Which I assume if he didn't get fed, neither did my girls.
2. Turn the lights in my room on in the morning
I got home and all the lights were off. So this wasn't done either.
3. Weigh mew
As forementioned, this was not done.
This makes me feel very insecure about going out again. I have, what I feel to be, solid evidence that my rat's weren't cared for literally the one night I asked them to.
And for Mew, he has health concerns. To not care for him properly and not feed him could have been disastrous.
I have been out overnight before. However this was my first social event that I was out overnight for. The two other times were both due to house sitting and babysitting for extended family members.
I am now afraid to try and have a social life knowing that when I go out my babies aren't being cared for.