Owning rats, or as some say, being owned by rats, is a journey. For me it began with being intensely rat-phobic to where I am now, rat-obsessed (ok, i admit it).

 




Ratku


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Meditation time,
tiny rat feet touch my skin,
I drift off to sleep.

Ratku is a nickname for rat-centric Haiku.
Here's a few links.
contest winners
more Rat Haiku
some classical Haiku featuring rats

I wrote this because I used to freak out at the thought of a rat touching me. I used to have nightmares about being a prisoner in some Asian country and having a cage with live rats over my head (probably some scene from a movie). I used to think "...what if a rat came running out and ran right across my bare feet. I was obsessed with rats then, too. Obsessed with how horrid and creepy they were.

It is amazing to me now how the sound and feel of rats so completely relaxes me. For a long time after I got Penelope and Bon-Bon I still had this visceral reaction when they came up by my face. One day I made myself relax and let them crawl all over me. I finally felt free of my fear. It was such a joyful feeling.

I wonder how many other fears I could just let go of?


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