RIP Braticus

I went in to share my breakfast with him this morning and he was gone, stretched out on the floor of the cage in semi-rigor. He seemed fine last night when I took him a small portion of my burrito. I made sure he got mostly rice and tortilla because those were his favorites. He took it from me with his usual enthusiasm. I wonder now if he was still here when I told him goodnight?

He played around on my desk after we got back from the vet. He seemed fine, demanding pets and licking my fingers. I wonder now if the trip was too much for him.

I'll miss his silly sweetness.

Braticus, my first and probably only rat. They just don't live long enough.



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Braticus the lion killer He actually chewed holes in my screen-cleaning lion's paws and let all the plastic beads out.

** cross posted in my journal and in ratties **