Today was a very sad day for me. My beloved rat, Lexie, passed away in her sleep this morning. She was surrounded by her cage mates and best friends, Trogdor, Spice, Loki and Thor. She didn't die alone, and I am happy knowing that she went peacefully. I knew she was going to die soon for quite a while, though I did not expect her to leave me today, so it hit pretty hard. Before I went to bed I was with her for over an hour, kissing and cuddling her, as well as singing the song I'd made up for her. I told her that I loved her and that it was okay for her to let go.
I was going to wait till Wednesday to take her to the vet, and get her put down if she was worse. I guess she decided it was time though.
At least my mum got to say goodbye to her before she went to work, as she was alive and moving around at 9am, even snatched lettuce from my mum's hands and ate a bit. She died two hours later and I came out to find her already departed.
Trogdor stayed with her until I removed her from the cage. The two were close and he's grieving pretty bad, but he's getting lots of cuddles.
This all hit me really hard and I've been unable to hold down food very well, and while most people will say "it's just a rat, get over it!", but to me she was my daughter, my child and my very first pet that I had that was mine, I paid for everything, I raised her and she was my baby.
I loved her so much I got her cremated because I want her to come with me when my boyfriend and I move into our new home. I wanted her to be alive to see her new home, but at least this way - in a way - she will
I'm doing fine for now, though I still burst out in tears randomly.
Thanks for listening