Nov 29, 2008 20:20
So, I got home from Thanksgiving and Chip, my rat, was having trouble breathing, shaking and hadn't eaten or drank the entire time we were in PA. We held him for a while and I cried a lot and he passed on. Jonathon was nice enough to go outside and bury him for me. I still remember when I picked him out and named him. He was one of three ratlings. Chip, Pudding and Brownie. I named him Chocolate Chip because he had this white stripe down his nose and was black and brown-ish black making him look like a chocolate chocolate chip cookie. He was a good boy and just over 3 years old. He will be missed and I don't think I can have any more rats for a long time, it's just too hard when they go.
RIP Chocolate Chip