ways poor Rusty is not helping himself

Like how he somehow managed to grind a sharp sunflower seed shell fairly deep into the bumblefoot wound on one of his feet, so that I had to pull off/out the shell with a good bit of the scab, just so there wouldn't be foreign objects festering in his foot on top of everything else. Of course that hurt, and he was not at all pleased or cooperating with me. It's a wonder he didn't manage to wrench his foot with his flailing. It's not that easy to inspect your rat's feet to begin with, unless you have a second person holding it up, much less remove something splinter-like with the rat trying to simultaneously pull the foot away and escape. Also I ended up with small rat blood stains all over my pajama.