My rats are absolutely spoiled rotten and take up most of my non-work related time. I work midnights at a nursing home, and when I'm not sleeping I'm playing with "the kids".
I live with my best friend and her boyfriend. They have four rats of their own: Rupert, a very handsome PEW boy that's a little over a year old; Obi Wan, a beige self, about 9 or 10 months; Socrates, a 3-month-old black and white hooded; and Lemiwinks, also 3 months old, black self standard. We also have 2 cats, Ebee and Cyndal, and a corgi, Nevaeh. (whew, talk about a full house!) My roommate and I just constructed a wooden playpen for all the boys, and it's our proudest accomplishment to date
My friends make fun of me and say that my boys have more of a life than I do =) But it's okay, I have something they do not: I have the love and affection of 4 beautiful little boy ratties <3 and I wouldn't trade that for anything in the world.
That's all.