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Monday, September 12, 2005

Loca Rat passed away Friday night. She had been having trouble breathing for a couple of months now. The vet said it wasn't Myco [a common respiratory infection] because it did not spread to Quesadilla, my other rat. The vet, however, didn't rule out a tumor, even though he didn't see any evidence of one. She had become real skinny and didn't eat much. During her last two weeks, I kept her by my side. I fed her butter and mac and cheese and sour cream hoping that she would put back on the weight that she had lost. I also kept her in my bed at night, just to comfort her. The night I left her in her cage, she must have stopped breathing. She was only a year old. Loca was the 6th rat that I have owned. I brought her home Oct of last year. Back then she was a vibrant, bouncy little black and white hooded rat. Her full name was Besa Loca. She will be missed.

3 Comments:

Blogger Unknown said...

RIP Besa Loca

Monday, September 12, 2005 11:36:00 AM  
Blogger DaMasta said...

Thanks gareth. She was a good rat.

Monday, September 12, 2005 11:59:00 AM  
Blogger LBseahag said...

That is sad...
I stumbled upon this posting trying to catch up cuz during the day I have been tied up, but not in a good way...
Here is what you need to read- it will ease the pain...

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

Author unknown...

then log onto rainbowbridge.com and add her name :*

Wednesday, September 14, 2005 8:32:00 PM  

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