Paskrin. I’d use a different word to describe them, but I’d have to censor myself. These things are trouble. They’re small and they chew. Anything. And Everything. They make your old college roommate’s pet rodent’s annoying behavior appear sweet. Feet? No. Tentacles? Yes. Relation to Cthulu? Somedays you’d think so. Trainable? Hells yes.
Just hope they don’t chew their way through their cage and into your engine room.