jorats
Loving rats since 2002.
At the end of June, Cado and his sister Isabelle were purchased by some high school seniors, they released the rats in the hallway as a end of year prank. Another student captured some. Cado and Isabelle needed a home.
I agreed to take them in. Shelagh (lilspaz) was quick to offer her home to them to foster. On July 1st, I picked up the two tiny little sweethearts.
Isabelle was quickly spayed and returned to her brother. Cado was a happy sweet little boy, but not as playful as most rats. He was tired a lot, he slept a lot but would always seek me out for cuddles and licks. He was my boy, my baby. I named him Cado, in French the correct spelling is cadeau which means gift and that he was. I true gift in that his personality was the best. He was boss, gentle, sweet, calm, accepting and a love bug to me.
When he was 6 months old I knew something was wrong. He couldn't play or popcorn for long, he was always taking naps. Then he started gasping. I thought he was going to die. He became extremely lethargic, too weak to make the night. I force fed him Ensure all evening and the next morning rushed him to my vet. The most likely diagnosis was pneumonia and heart disease. He was put on meds which didn't work. We then tried Mucomyst. The first round gave Cado one good healthy month. But it quickly came back with a vengeance. I decided just to keep him comfortable and love him till it's time he leaves me. I'm actually shocked that he's stayed this long but his loss is still extremely hard.
This morning, Cado came out for his out time like he usually does, he gave me quite a lickfest too. I looked into his squinted red eyes and told him how much I loved him.
2 hours after the out time, he was gone.
I will miss this boy... my Cado.
I agreed to take them in. Shelagh (lilspaz) was quick to offer her home to them to foster. On July 1st, I picked up the two tiny little sweethearts.
Isabelle was quickly spayed and returned to her brother. Cado was a happy sweet little boy, but not as playful as most rats. He was tired a lot, he slept a lot but would always seek me out for cuddles and licks. He was my boy, my baby. I named him Cado, in French the correct spelling is cadeau which means gift and that he was. I true gift in that his personality was the best. He was boss, gentle, sweet, calm, accepting and a love bug to me.
When he was 6 months old I knew something was wrong. He couldn't play or popcorn for long, he was always taking naps. Then he started gasping. I thought he was going to die. He became extremely lethargic, too weak to make the night. I force fed him Ensure all evening and the next morning rushed him to my vet. The most likely diagnosis was pneumonia and heart disease. He was put on meds which didn't work. We then tried Mucomyst. The first round gave Cado one good healthy month. But it quickly came back with a vengeance. I decided just to keep him comfortable and love him till it's time he leaves me. I'm actually shocked that he's stayed this long but his loss is still extremely hard.
This morning, Cado came out for his out time like he usually does, he gave me quite a lickfest too. I looked into his squinted red eyes and told him how much I loved him.
2 hours after the out time, he was gone.
I will miss this boy... my Cado.
