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Saturday, April 15, 2006


Poor Kinsey. Jess' youngest rat died this morning. He'd been having difficulty breathing for about a week, and she decided he needed to go to the vet. Unfortunately, he died en route. We buried him in the back yard.
He was a good boy, even if he didn't get along with Beckett and Griffin. He'd scamper around the room, and attack my feet. He even once stole one of my socks and dragged it into his cage. He gave little ratty kisses and loved his yogurt drops. And basically any other food. I miss him. It's sad looking at his empty cage, with the cute little hammock we made him with a fabric scrap from JoAnne's Fabrics that had cute little pigs printed all over it. Rest in peace little guy.


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