when little baby rats first learn to groom themselves and their hands are too big and they’re uncoordinated so they do a bad job but they’re really trying
reblog if you agree
this one’s a few days late due to having a lot of doctors appointments sorry it’s just 9 pages, and about some rats… it’s more symbolic than anything really
(it’s completely unrelated to any of my songs that have to do with “puzzleboy”)
I put the ten baby rats on my bed, and gave them a dollhouse that I had lying around, to see what they would make of it. Clearly they enjoyed themselves.
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