WARNING DEPRESSING LOAD OF CRAP:

Not shown in this picture are their tumors. :/ Ares has a beach ball under his arm, and another friend seems to be growing under his eye, which I'm particularly worried about. It grew from nothing to rendering his left eye seemingly useless in a week. A week. What's it going to attack next, his brain? Along with that, Raiden felt left out and grew an extra set of balls. Ares has been operated on before, but the vet says they're inoperable now. Just got to keep them happy. And they are happy.

These two (along with their brother Logan) are now my babies, because my flatmate can't deal with being emotionally attached to things that are likely to die, I'm an ice queen bitch, but they're still very cheerful playful rats.