Sadness
Anyways...my pet baby rat dieson sunday. Well, technically she was my husband's rat, but I loved the shit out of her for the two weeks we had her. She got all fat in the tummy, but then you could feel her bones in other places. Sucks, we buried her in the back yard. Now we have a new rat, he's older and has scary rat balls because he's a boy. Well, that's my three animal deaths for the year, no more please, I'm quite done. My dog rolled in something and is laying under my chair smelling funny.