Jun 01, 2008 03:35
So, Rosey (my rat) has a tumour.
I'm not very happy about that. She also feels very thin to me.
I know that rats only live three years at most, but I was kind hoping she'd live forever. Not that it's possible, but I could hope...right?
She's still very active and was just fighting with her cagemates over sliced apples, but still...
I'm going to take her (and her cagemates because they have mites, eeeew) to the vet on Monday or Tuesday and see how much it would be for them to remove it. I don't want to lose her too. Not so soon after Izzie died. :(
Fuck it. After this, no more rats. It hurts too much to become attached to something that only lives two years. They're great pets, but...hmph.
Work was lucrative tonight. My feet hurt. :) That at least is good news. (huzzah, I can pay my rent.)