Long Live the Rat!

We finally got Neville to hold still long enough so we could trim his teeth. He vigorously protested having the clippers in his mouth, which made it difficult. But he is a lot happier now that his teeth aren't digging into the roof of his mouth, and I am a lot happier now that he isn't an ethical dilemma.

He is definitely getting to be an old fart. He spent all morning snoozing in my lap, not that I mind. I think he's going on 2 (which would make him about 50+ in human years), but I'm not exactly sure how old he is. Here's a picture of the old guy waiting impatiently for his dinner.



He's a very entertaining pet :)