I talk about rats too much in here.
I came back into my room this evening and found Lotus, one of my rats, dead in her cage. There was nothing physically wrong with her and she was only a baby, so we're guessing that she just had a defective heart (she was a white rat, and there's good evidence that they're genetically weaker than the fancies). She looked like she had just keeled over very suddenly; there wasn't any sign of pain or struggling. Right now I'm sitting here with her cagemate, Xena, and she's like. Skitterish and shaking and just generally freaked out and traumatized. I feel bad for her, bawww.
Having pets that only live for a few years at most sucks, gaiz.
Having pets that only live for a few years at most sucks, gaiz.

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That sucks. :/ My mom used to be kind of freaked by them (or, mostly by their tails), but now she's a lot more used to them and she actually kind of likes them. XD And I agree; rats are wonderful. I always want to have a couple around.
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Haha! My mom hates their tails, too. She actually got sort of used to them, but it's my sister that really dislikes them, and since she co-owns the house with my mom, she, unfortunately, has authority over what can and can't live here. :|
They're so social, too, omg. I loved letting them sit on me or crawl in my shirt whenever I was at my computer. XD
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My sister doesn't mind them, at least; she's indifferent to most animals and rarely goes in my room anyway.
Saaaame. XD Lotus (the one who just died) used to sit on my shoulder and groom my hair and lick my face; it was so adorable. I have to wear old clothes when I have them out though, because oh my GOD they chew holes in everything.