...our pet rat Whetzel got sick somehow over the weekend and died last night. He wasn't even a year old yet, and he was my very favorite pet ever. We only just got him and Nicodemus in July, but they quickly became part of the family. Whetzel especially...he would come when you called him, he loved to be held, he gave the sweetest little kisses, and we miss him SO much. My eyes are welling up with tears just typing this now. I plan to get another rat, Nicodemus shouldn't be alone since rats are very social creatures. First though, I need to make sure Nicodemus didn't catch Whetzel's pneumonia. *sigh*
Bye, my sweet baby rat. I miss you.