I grew up thinking different about rats and the day I got my first two rats changed my life.
Everything I thought about them was wrong and I realized that they were given a bad reputation.
I got my first two rats little over a year ago, the tiny little rats where 5 weeks old and could fit in the palm of my hand.
My bond with my new baby girl I named Delta formed from the day I brought her home.
I sat down to use the computer and has holding her in my hands, she curled up on my chest and fell asleep.
From that moment on she's been my baby girl, I've become very close to my little girls and they've helped me so much.
I've struggled with depression over the years and got my rats as companions.
They've helped me so much, they've made me happy, they're always there to cheer me up and they've helped me overcome my self harm issues.
What started out with 4 rats in the beginning, me and my mom had two each, became 6 then 8 and now our house is home to 11 rats.
I've attempted to start a rattery too, breeding my 4 special girls, wanting to keep a baby of theirs.
