GINGER
I woke up the morning of the full moon, my stomach already wheezy. I thought last time it was now or never, but this time it was really now or never.
Trying to keep my mind off it, I crawled over to the cage sitting on the floor of my room. "Good morning, Splinter," I said to the brown rat, opening and pulling him out of the cage. I let him climb onto my shoulder as I added pellets into his food bowl. I'd gotten him over the weekend and had already fallen in love. He was just so darn cute and fun to watch.
Recalling how Tyce had destroyed the chipmunk in the woods, I began to hesitate about the idea of introducing him to Splinter. Tyce was lethal as a wolf, and I wasn't ready to watch him pulverize my new friend.
I put Splinter back into his cage, and then changed out his water
