there's no lady in my radiator, nor behind it. instead, found decades of grime and teasers of the most perfect, pale turquoise paint, as well as what looks like the original wallpaper from 1951. used a toothpick to pry out some dust bunnies from the inside... it's electric so when i switch it on, the smell of burning dirt fills the apartment, but hopefully my scrubbing and vacuuming helped some. luckily the radiator will probably not be needed until next winter.
sysi and savu were sooo not going to have a disney moment when they got a bowl of noodles to share... rat fanciers will always tell you how clean rats are, but that's not the entire truth. they spend most of their days grooming because the rest of the time they are busy making great big messes. the more staining potential a food has, the farther from the source it must be dragged, preferably across the provider's freshly laundered sheets or shirt or similar.
speaking of messes, i myself am a great hot one. it's just too warm a day today. even with ice cream inside, i could feel my body reverting to survival mode. i was at the forest home and managed to pick half a litre of spruce tips and some wild greens before it was time to go indoors. brought so much stuff back again, and the big question is, why must everything be red? there really should be a 'replace colour' option in real life, too.
