Awww.

S.T. Strange went outside today, and was more interested with burrowing in my hair than anything walking or driving by. Which means a lot, since a couple across the street were staring raptly, trying to figure out what was on my shoulder. A fratboy also drove by, whistled, catcalled...and cheered when I flipped him off. -.-

But the rat was cute.




And, of course, the excursion ended with him attempting to crawl into my shirt.






And, yes, that is a new hair color.