I have just moved into a new flat, me and the man bought our own place. So moved our darling ratties Mr Black and Mr White in on saturday. They were fine, running around our room and exploring. I had some new fleecy blankets for them too and gave them a treat of oats and honey flaked cereal, small amount. Today I came home and my lovely squishy boy Mr White had passed away. There was blood on the blanket in their house. He had problems with a rattling chest off and on which was being treated with baytril when it was bad. My guess would be that he had something wrong with his lungs or pneumonia I guess
I wish I could cry. I feel heartless for not crying. I love my ratties so not sure why I'm not crying. I had him for one year, he died aged just over 2 years. He was a bit overweight too. I'm trying not to blame myself for his passing but you know when you just keep asking why? I guess maybe I'm not crying because he gave me such nice fun memories, such a character. When you scritched his back he would automatically start licking your arm! All I do when I think of him is smile
