Cait
Well-Known Member
I can't believe I am writing this. I can't... my heart hurts so much.
Tonight I went to go take the boys out for their nightly romp, and Mikey is gone. He had no wounds, no illness, nothing. He was just gone.
All I can say right now is "ow"...
Mikey was the sweetest rat I've ever had, hands down. He just wanted to be petted and loved, and would brux at the slightest touch or at the sound of my voice. He was... he was my heart. I don't know what we're supposed to do without him. My poor Denny... Ow. What am I supposed to do?
Tonight I went to go take the boys out for their nightly romp, and Mikey is gone. He had no wounds, no illness, nothing. He was just gone.
All I can say right now is "ow"...
Mikey was the sweetest rat I've ever had, hands down. He just wanted to be petted and loved, and would brux at the slightest touch or at the sound of my voice. He was... he was my heart. I don't know what we're supposed to do without him. My poor Denny... Ow. What am I supposed to do?