RIP MR. RATONIE

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ONE OF MY FRIENDS DIED THE OTHER DAY. CATS AREN'T SUPPOSED TO BE FRIENDS WITH RATS BUT I WAS (SORT OF) WITH THIS ONE. WHEN HE WAS A LITTLE RATTIE, I'D SOMETIMES GO IN HIS CAGE AND HANG OUT WITH HIM. HE SEEMED LIKE AN OK CHARACTER. THE MONKEYS USED TO LEAVE THE CAGE DOOR OPEN SO I COULD GO HANG WITH HIM AND HIS BROTHER (BIG GUY, WHO DIED LAST YEAR). THEN WHEN THE STUPID MONKEYS GOT OTHER KITTENS THEY KEPT THE DOOR TO THE RAT CAGE CLOSED BECAUSE THE FUCKING KITTENS BOTHERED MR. RATONIE. WE DIDN'T GET TO TALK MUCH AFTER THAT. HE GOT PRETTY FAT EVENTUALLY AND SOMETIMES I SAW HE GOT TUNA FISH TREATS WHEN I DID.

THE OTHER DAY I WENT TO THE ROOM WHERE THE RAT IS AND NOTICED HE WASN'T MOVING MUCH ANYMORE. HIS TONGUE WAS HANGING OUT AND HIS EYES LOOKED FUNNY. THE HUMAN TOOK HIM OUT HIS CAGE AND THERE'S NO MORE MR. RATONIE IN THE CAGE ANYMORE AT ALL. HE'S IN THE GROUND SOMEWHERE. EVEN THOUGH HE HAD A BRAIN THE SIZE OF A PEANUT, HE SEEMED KIND OF SMART. EVEN THOUGH WE DIDN'T SOCIALIZE MUCH WE STILL HAD RESPECT FOR ONE ANOTHER AND I DIDN'T BUG HIM LIKE THE KITTENS DO AND HE DIDN'T BITE ME LIKE HE BIT THE KITTTENS WHEN THEY BOTHERED HIM. AT LEAST HIS BRAIN FUNCTIONED. NOW THERE ARE NO MORE BEINGS LEFT IN THE APARTMENT WITH FUNCTIONING BRAINS. IT'S JUST THE LITTLE SLUG FOR NOW, ALL ON HER OWN.

I HOPE THERE'S PLENTY OF CHICKEN BONES FOR YOU IN THE SKY MR. RATONIE. YOU SEEMED TO ENJOY THOSE.



by dr_wu002