Went to the RSPCA today
I found out something about the past life of my Willoughby. He's my black hooded rat. I adopted him in April and he now lives with my other rats, Jekyll, Hyde, Richelieu and D'Artagnan. Jekyll and Hyde are both from the RSPCA too.
Anyway, I went back to the shelter today to ask about another rat who was there (but got adopted by someone else yesterday - yay!). I also looked at their VERY cute mice. So, so cute.
Back on topic. I found out Willoughby's back story, back when he was called Squirrel. He belonged to a lady who was admitted to a mental institution. She smuggled him in in a tiny cage but was forced to give him up after a few months when she was found out. I knew he'd been loved, but I had no idea that was his story and it does explain some of his stranger behaviours. I'm so glad I could adopt him and give him four friends and a huge cage, with all the love he can stand. He's still a bit strange, but I'll never stop loving him anyway, and some days he is just unbearably sweet. My little Squibbles. :)