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My best friend growing up had rats as pets and she loved them. They were always escaping their cage though, because they were intelligent.
I've had mice before. I had one that was very friendly; I would put my hand in his cage and he'd jump up on my hand and scamper to my shoulder and ride around with me all day...I'd just have to put him back in his cage occassionally or he'd pee on me. I had two at one time once though, and that was a mistake. One killed the other one and then partially ate him...gross.
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Formerly Medusa
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