The best pet I've ever had.
She was a beautiful brown and white hooded rat with the sweetest features.
Ziggy died last August, and was about two years old. She had a lump near where her ovaries must be and she bled from the vulva once, but seemed fine afterwards.
I know that rats and mice are very prone to tumors so I guessed she had one, still she acted like her happy, lively and loving self.
She never once bit me, and she would sleep next to me, in my jacket sleeves/pockets, or on my shoulder. When I walked around with her she would sit on my neck or shoulder and wrap her darling tail around my neck for extra security. The sweetest thing was that she would kiss me, if I held her up for a kiss she would gently nibble or lick my mouth, and when I sat with her in my hands she would nibble and lick my skin.
She died so suddenly, even though I was expecting it from the lump, though her body never seemed to fail, and she was always very fast and lively. The night she died, I stayed up really late cuddling her as she slept in my jacket, and I put her back when I went to bed, I kissed her and told her I loved her, I would tell her that every day.
The morning was so terrible. My dad was being extra gentle with his words and telling me he needed to tell me something and I just instantly knew my Ziggy Stardust had passed away.
We burried her together, my dad and I. He loved Ziggy almost as much as I did. I stopped myself from crying so I could say goodbye, which was very hard to do.
I love Ziggy still now and I'll never stop loving her, she was my little baby and I know we gave her a good life, she was always happy to see people. I always cry when I think about her.
The spot where she was burried now has beautiful flowers growing, she is creating beauty.
R.I.P Ziggy Stardust, not a day goes by that I don't think of you.
I love you and miss you forever.
♥
She was a beautiful brown and white hooded rat with the sweetest features.
Ziggy died last August, and was about two years old. She had a lump near where her ovaries must be and she bled from the vulva once, but seemed fine afterwards.
I know that rats and mice are very prone to tumors so I guessed she had one, still she acted like her happy, lively and loving self.
She never once bit me, and she would sleep next to me, in my jacket sleeves/pockets, or on my shoulder. When I walked around with her she would sit on my neck or shoulder and wrap her darling tail around my neck for extra security. The sweetest thing was that she would kiss me, if I held her up for a kiss she would gently nibble or lick my mouth, and when I sat with her in my hands she would nibble and lick my skin.
She died so suddenly, even though I was expecting it from the lump, though her body never seemed to fail, and she was always very fast and lively. The night she died, I stayed up really late cuddling her as she slept in my jacket, and I put her back when I went to bed, I kissed her and told her I loved her, I would tell her that every day.
The morning was so terrible. My dad was being extra gentle with his words and telling me he needed to tell me something and I just instantly knew my Ziggy Stardust had passed away.
We burried her together, my dad and I. He loved Ziggy almost as much as I did. I stopped myself from crying so I could say goodbye, which was very hard to do.
I love Ziggy still now and I'll never stop loving her, she was my little baby and I know we gave her a good life, she was always happy to see people. I always cry when I think about her.
The spot where she was burried now has beautiful flowers growing, she is creating beauty.
R.I.P Ziggy Stardust, not a day goes by that I don't think of you.
I love you and miss you forever.
♥
