Sacramento Parent Magazine

My daughter brought home a stray rat the other day. No joke. How do I know it was a stray and not just…well..a rat? I called the vet, and apparently only domestic rats are black & white. So the rat Cheyenne scooped up with a paper cup on the way home from school was a stray, or lost, or abandoned pet rat.

Black plague, black schmague… you know what I mean.

Thankfully the rat died that night, and Cheyenne is still alive a week later.