I become a rat mom about a 1 1/2 yr ago when my daughter choose 2 as pets. After loosing interest shortly there after I took them over. I love my little dudes but have been pretty heart broken. Almost a year ago I added 2 Russian Blues to the gang. A few months ago one of the original boys died of what the vet reckoned was cancer. It was horrible to watch him go. I found him in the cage having a seizure that didn’t end until moments before he passed. He was only 15 months old.
Last night I was mortified to find another little boy dead in the cage looking very relaxed in his spudnik. Neither of these baby boys had shown signs of illness. I can‘t get past the fact that this boy, Cooper, had no symptoms of anything at all. And I hate the fact that I didn’t know he wand wasn‘t with him when he passed. So now I have a boy that is creeping up to 2 yrs and the younger one is now 1.
I’m paranoid now!
Last night I was mortified to find another little boy dead in the cage looking very relaxed in his spudnik. Neither of these baby boys had shown signs of illness. I can‘t get past the fact that this boy, Cooper, had no symptoms of anything at all. And I hate the fact that I didn’t know he wand wasn‘t with him when he passed. So now I have a boy that is creeping up to 2 yrs and the younger one is now 1.
I’m paranoid now!
