|
 |
| Name: |
Trulsan
|
Age: |
Seven months old
|
| Gender: |
Female
|
Kind: |
Black roan rat
|
| Home: |
Stockholm, Sweden
|
I
found Trulsan in a pet shop in Stockholm, and she was the cutest rat
there. The girl who worked in the shop said that she was very calm and
nice. So I bought her and decided to call her Trulsan. Trulsan was the
name of a dog in book I liked when I was little.
Trulsan and my other rat seemed to get along just fine. But she didn't
like me at all. When I picked her out of the cage for the first time
she bit me, really hard. And the second and third time as well. And I
realized that I wouldn't be able to pick her up. So instead I had to sit
outside the cage and wait for her to come out. Some times I had to sit
there for over half an hour. I began to understand that the girl in the
shop thought that she was calm, when she in fact was to afraid to move.
Slowly, one small step at a time, she began to trust me. Nowadays Trulsan
have much more confidence. She still doesn't like to be picked out of
the cage. But that doesn't bother me anymore, because when I open the
cage she comes out after just a minute, or two. And that's even better,
she comes out because she wants to, not because I want her to. She often
comes running when I call her name, and she loves to sit on my shoulder
or under my hair. Every day I find new fascinating and fun peculiarities
of hers. For example, she loves coke. She is still a little
uncomfortable around unknown people, but she isn't terrified any more.
And I feel really thankful that I'm the one who has been given the
chance to teach her that most humans aren't dangerous at all.
|
|
|
