Boo unexpectedly passed away in mid-July, only a few weeks after Salad passed, only a few days after he seemed to bounce back after grieving over the loss of Salad. I came home from work and he was dragging around his back legs and he was bobbing his head strangely and was having difficulty eating. The vet couldn't figure out what was wrong with a simple xray but said most conditions that caused lower paralysis didn't allow for recovery of leg movement, so we made the decision to put him to sleep. I was devastated at the time and couldn't journal about it.. He was my best rat buddy since Smough. Anyway, now I've got five new boys that are crazy; they're about 17 weeks old now. One of them, Ticktock, has a bit of heart failure and is on Lasix. Because rats. Ah well. More later.
Mister Boo, a gentle soul, passed away six weeks ago. He had a white wiffly nose, was not afraid of cats, and always smelled like a grape lollipop. He will be missed.