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A word of explanation, perhaps, for these next shots:  in October 2001, I adopted a pair of chinchillas.  The mother, Hannah, is pictured here on the left; her daughter, Zoe, on the right.  They don't really fit in this photo gallery, which I'd intended to fill with pictures of people; nor do they exactly fit in the rat page (though the species is closer); nor did I want to create a chinchilla page.  There is a limit to my madness.  But I wanted to document their presence in my life and say that, with love and attention, they can make excellent pets.  When I first adopted them, their previous owner had ignored them--not maltreated, but ignored, though sometimes I wonder if there's a difference--and they were very skittish, very hesitant.  They didn't like to be touched, much less held.  After working with them persistently, they grew to be very loving, though they still haven't learned that humans don't make tasty snacks.  A joke I read somewhere:  How do you know you have a pet chinchilla?  It thinks the entire world is edible!  And, with that:

 

Hannah:

Zoe:

 

 

 

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