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Bongo Fury Floppy Boot Stomp

Russian Dove Agouti

Bred by Laura Jones and Karl Woods

DOB: 01/10/2009 - 02/04/2011 

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Genetics to knowledge: Aa Dd mm rbrb (possibly carrying Chocolate and Dumbo)

Very upset to come home from the charity shop to find my girl Floppy gone :*( she was my baby... I'm sure some of you will remember when she was born, and how much I loved her :*( we really were very lose, and she was very much a heart rat. Floppy was always very cuddly and very 'into' me - she was always sitting on my shoulder, or up a sleeve... always with me when she was out - never too bothered for going off elsewhere. She was also the most beautiful girl - and gave us a gorgeous litter too. It's just so sad that she's been so ill lately - and that some of her babies have suffered the same fate. Her daughter Dosie has never shown signs so far thank goodness.

Floppy will be seriously missed - she was just too good for this world, a really special little lady - with a lot of love to give and the most expressive eyes I've seen on a rat. She was so like her mum Ice, gentle, calm, kind natured and wonderful with other rats. Her sister Varm was far more 'doe like'. Floppy and Ice were both much more laid back - and I'll miss her so much. Who will give me cuddles now when I'm feeling upset and calm me down? :*(

Run free my beautiful baby... back with your mum again :*(

Her song:

Floppy Boot Stomp - Captain Beefheart

The floppy boot stomped down into the ground
The farmer screamed 'n blew the sky off the mountains
Eye sockets looked down on the chestbone mountains
'n the sun dropped down, 'n the moon ran off,
His heels 'n elbows pale as chalk
'n all the comets collided 'n blew t' dust
For fear they'd be seen.
'n the sky turned white in the middle of the night
'n the sky turned white in the middle of the night
'n the big floppy boot stomped down into the ground
'n the red violin took the bow
to do the hoodoo hoe-down
'n the red violin took the bow
for to do the hoodoo hoe-down
The farmer jumped in ah circle 'n flung his chalk right down
Do-si-do the devil sho' showed 'n he broke of his horns
'n fiddled him down the road
through the fork
'n the farmer's floppy boot stomped down
Red tail squirmin' and the hot leg kicked
'n the fire leaped 'n licked
And when the boot came up, the fire went out
And hell was just an ice cube melting off on the ground.
And the bold caught down for to do the hoodoo hoedown
And the bold caught down for to do the hoodoo, the devil hoedown
To the fork, huddlin’ in a hollow, standin’ at the crossroads
With that bunged-up bandaged broken bum that fell in the wrong circle
He had a sole red tail – once went red, now was pale
Fe Fi Fo Fum he was summoned up from hell
Booted down a spell
By a square-dancin’ farmer
By a square-dancin’ farmer, well
That old bum was sticking out his thumb
When the farmer drew up, said
"Listen son", and the horse compared his hooves.
"If you fall into my circle again I’ll tan your red hide
And dance you on your tail, and pitch you from now to now
Pitch you from now to now."
And the hotlick kicked, and the fire leaped an’ licked
And the hotlick kicked and the fire just leaped an’ licked
And the hotlick kickin’ an’ the fire jus’ leapin’ an’ lickin’
And the fire leaped and licked.

xx

 

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