I really don't know how warm it was, but it was warm enough for them to overheat. I knew that rats could die if they were overheated long enough, but I seriously can't believe that it would end up killing them...I've been crying about it for a few days now, and the image of them on my bed just...lying there is so painful. I'm doing better now, but I feel so ashamed and guilty for what I did. I do understand that it was a mistake and I need to forgive myself, but it just hurts. I really do want a new rat, but I feel like if I got one now, my first rats would probably think it mean and unfair (but that's my childish mind thinking that), but I know I'm in too much pain still to get one and my finances need to be fixed first. I have been going to Petsmarts and holding fancy rats and dumbo rats to tell myself that it's ok and everything is fine. I'm not sure if this is a good thought, but what I told myself was that animals and humans are just a spirit (or whatnot) and their body is just a shell and the spirit is what's the most important and that once their bodies are gone, they are no longer there. I'm not sure if that's really true, but I tried telling myself that.
