I lost my last little girl a week ago today. She'd been battling a respiratory problem pretty much since I got her. It waxed and waned but suddenly got worse about a week and a half before she died. She'd been gasping, she couldn't breathe, and I was waiting for an opening in the vet's schedule. Besides an attack or two a day, she was her usual bouncy self, always excited for food whenever I walked in the room. Goldfish crackers were her favorite treat and she adored snuggling in my faux fur blanket. There's only one office nearby that takes rats and I feel like I should have fought harder to get her in to see him. She was two and a few months when she went, so she had a pretty long and happy life, especially for a solitary rat. I never got her a friend after Yuki, her cagemate, died because of the respiratory problem and because she was a little bully to other rats. I had to take Yuki in for stitches because of her.
The thing I miss most is her constant licking. She'd go up and down my arm licking the whole way. She left me sometime in the early morning of November 5th. I welcomed two boys, Loki, a black and white dumbo whose face looks so much like Oreo's I sometimes forget it's not her staring at me through the bars and Balderdash, a hairless. My mom made fun of me, saying I moved on too fast after we buried Oreo, but I only went and got these guys because i couldn't stand not having a rat with me. Since I got my first rat, Carmine, six years ago, I've never been without one. I didn't know what to do with my spare time without a rat to play with and staring at the empty cage made my heart ache.
They can't replace her, I know that, but they'll be new friends who'll get a new place in my heart.
Bye pretty girl
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The thing I miss most is her constant licking. She'd go up and down my arm licking the whole way. She left me sometime in the early morning of November 5th. I welcomed two boys, Loki, a black and white dumbo whose face looks so much like Oreo's I sometimes forget it's not her staring at me through the bars and Balderdash, a hairless. My mom made fun of me, saying I moved on too fast after we buried Oreo, but I only went and got these guys because i couldn't stand not having a rat with me. Since I got my first rat, Carmine, six years ago, I've never been without one. I didn't know what to do with my spare time without a rat to play with and staring at the empty cage made my heart ache.
They can't replace her, I know that, but they'll be new friends who'll get a new place in my heart.
Bye pretty girl
