We often hear about presidents dogs, or even horses, but what about rats? I came across this in a 1922 Saturday Evening Post:
"We went across the hall from the old cabinet room into the nursery, where there were two or three little beds. Roosevelt went into a corner and brought out a big piebald rat, with a tail some six or eight inches long. He put the animal on his shoulder ... he offered to let me hold Jonathan, but I declined!"
The reporter Mr. Kohlsaat \was not very comfortable around rats, but Theodore Roosevelt clearly was.