For those of you how cared or just remember random shit, Liath is a gerbil (female at that) and has out lived her sister, Meatloaf (blame my dad), by a year. Today I thought that she wanted to be picked up and petted for a while. After about three minutes, she bit my right index finger. I put her in my left hand so I could look to see if I was bleeding. Before I could find out, she bites, and I mean bites, my left index finger. I started to drop her because of the pain and the shock, which caused her to bite deeper into my finger. I get her into her cage and then go to the bathroom to wash my hands of any bacteria that Liath had (I don't think I've ever seen her brush her teeth so it was a good plan really). I washed with soap and water, then broke out the rubbing alcohol, and for good measure put antibiotic ointment ("The man is bleeding to death and you're getting in a semantics argument with him") which could have been over kill but I really don't want to get some freak infection from all of this.
This being way over cautious and shit: my mother wanted me to get a tetanus shot for it (Laith's teeth are made of rusted metal after all). When I sarcastically explained this she wanted me to get a rabies shot. This I'll give her a little (and I mean little) bit of credit for since ninety percent of the time people get rabies from animals (I pulled that out of my ass) so it was realistic. I then thought about where people get those shots and how big the needles usually are, so I decided not to go through with is regardless of which. Dad had pointed out that the closest thing Liath has been around that may have had rabies was Worm. (Not true but I think its funny than saying "she's never been around anything that had rabies"). The final shot that would have been useful in anyway, was the antibiotic or ante-bacterial or something along those lines. If I had a syringe with the medicine in it I would simply stick it in my finger myself, but since we didn't and I wasn't going to drive my ass to the hospital for one, I stuck with my overkill option (noted above).
Neh, I probably should get to my damn homework than rehashing the pathetic story of being bitten by a gerbil... It was kind of funny for you I bet.