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The Case of the 'Killer Rat'
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| UPDATE April 2003: Pet Oasis in Peoria is reported to have gone out of business. The telephone number has been disconnected, and a sign on the front of the store indicates the animals inside are being cared for. If you have information on the final disposition of those animals, please let us know.
Rudy can thank his lucky stars he escaped when he did. Of course, he can also thank the mysterious 'Good Samaritan' who provided the wheels and a tote! |
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| Phoenix. Where the temperature can reach 120 degrees in the shade and still be ice cold to a young boy rat, waiting for a break in a local dive, name of Pet Oasis. You see, the boy was dumped at that creep house for his 'crimes'; he was an animal, not even worth the gas to a shelter. Seven rats were his tally, and one manager's ear which would bear an ugly scar for the next week or so.
He was on Dead-End Lane until The Dame dropped by, looking for something, or someone, at Pet Oasis. She found him, a suave black hoodie skulking in an aquarium emblazoned with his shame: Mammoth Feeder Rat. Boa brunch, the big sleep, was to be his fate, until The Dame contacted The Agency, and our sharp operators went to work. Mr. Rude Rat (AKA 'Rudy') popped on his cheaters and hitched a ride with The Dame to some swank digs called 'Pigpalooza', where he refreshed himself and was treated for a rather embarassing case of really itchy lice. One week later, Rudy hit The Agency, and was put to work destroying documents. In another week or two, Rudy will take a powder and join up with the nefarious 'Gizmo' in a Tucson calaboose - eggs in the coffee. Rudy is the sweetest, lickiest, happiest rat we have seen at Eadie's House in a long time. Why was such an exceptional pet rat dumped and left for dead? We may never know the Truth, but we did find the Killer: Pet Oasis. |
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Mr. Rude Rat
? - February 2002 - July 2004 |
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mooching a drink
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bright lights, big city
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