jorats
Loving rats since 2002.
I picked up Mister back in December. He was living in a small hamster cage with no toys, no hammocks, no hidey house, nothing. His food was thrown in the cage and the water was dirty. He looked awful, he was around 30 months old at the time, he had rear end problems, slow, tired, sick looking eyes and rough lungs. I brought him to our vet and she concurred that he was old and dying. So he went on baytril, was given a big cage and lots of love. Mister perked up, he started to look better and eat more. He was always gentle with me and loved to give me kisses. So I figured, time to give this old loner a girlfriend. My older spayed girl Bijou was having a hard time in the big crew cage, having to get her food from the young ones, so I thought this was the best thing for her.
They took to each other like glue. Mister was so happy to have his Bijou and Bijou was happy for the quiet life with a gentle old man forever grooming her.
They lived together like that for almost 6 months. Then I started adding other rats, those that were sick or dying to their big cage. (single FN) And Mister took to them right away, taking care of them, cleaning them, and watching over them. For a rat that was alone all of his life, he sure made up for it.
Last week, Mister had a neurological event, he started rolling, and he lost some mobility on his left side. With forced feeding, baytril and pred, he perked up a wee bit more but not much. I knew his time with me was short, it was time to say goodbye.
Last night, he ate well; he could walk better and looked strong. This morning, he was gone.
He gave it one last shot and just couldn't stick around. I found him next to Bijou, his eternal spot in the cage.
I love you Mister... goodbye.
And always remembered as Bijou's hubby:
They took to each other like glue. Mister was so happy to have his Bijou and Bijou was happy for the quiet life with a gentle old man forever grooming her.
They lived together like that for almost 6 months. Then I started adding other rats, those that were sick or dying to their big cage. (single FN) And Mister took to them right away, taking care of them, cleaning them, and watching over them. For a rat that was alone all of his life, he sure made up for it.
Last week, Mister had a neurological event, he started rolling, and he lost some mobility on his left side. With forced feeding, baytril and pred, he perked up a wee bit more but not much. I knew his time with me was short, it was time to say goodbye.
Last night, he ate well; he could walk better and looked strong. This morning, he was gone.
He gave it one last shot and just couldn't stick around. I found him next to Bijou, his eternal spot in the cage.
I love you Mister... goodbye.
And always remembered as Bijou's hubby: