last night i had found a little baby rat at work that i felt compelled to bring home. she was in the feeder tank and i just couldn't let that happen. So i boxed her up and had my fiance take her home for me. I told him to leave her in the box and when i got home i would set up her quarantine cage and get her settled in. I was so excited and couldn't wait to get home to set her up and everything. Well, i got out of work and Tj had called me about three times. I called him back thinking that he had wanted me to pick up some food or something. He said he had some bad news for me. It turns out that he had left the little girl on my desk like i had asked and had gone upstairs to help his dad remove a tick from the puppy. He heard howling and ran downstairs thinking that Fernando my chihuahua had hurt himself or something. Fernie had jumped onto the desk from our bed and knocked the box on the floor. He then ripped open the box (it was a sturdy cricket box with mesh in the sides) he pulled her out and killed her. I was so sad! i cried all last night and told him to wait until i got home so i could bury her. So today when i was at work my coworker and i were in the back where the feeders were and i was looking in the cage feeling horrible. When i saw this gorgeous little creamscicle colored girl come out from underneath all the other ones. I couldn't believe it! I scooped her up and boxed her. Brought her home with me and have been snuggling with her since. I decided to name her Peach. I still feel horrible about that other little girl but Peach has helped to heal my heart a little. I decided to name the little girl that i lost Dot so that she had a name.