Two of the rats broke out of the enclosure last night. Not that I saw them--I heard a bag, saw Athena pop out of where we keep their food, and knew Valkyrie had to be out as well. Athena looked stunned, which was fine, because she let me pick her up and put her back no problem.
Well, then we couldn't find Valkyrie. We called to her, checked under furniture, checked the corner where they like to hide under storage boxes, etc. All over the house. After 30 minutes, I finally started yanking stuff away from walls in hopes of finding her and not hurting her.
She was in the corner they usually go to the whole fucking time. The problem was, she had climbed up and over to get behind a storage box, with flat plastic sides, and couldn't get out because she was too fat to walk around. If any of the other three had been there, they would've begun scrabbling at the call of their names, but it just had to be the one rat who isn't socializing well with us.
So that was a pain in the ass. I'm hoping if any good comes out of this, she will see us as her rescuers and start liking us with the others.