Death of a Pet

It's never easy when pets die. Our poor little rat (okay, she wasn't little--she was quite fat) Raisin died yesterday in Marc's arms. She had a very large tumor between her front legs for several months, so we knew that she would eventually suffer the same fate as our first two rats. She'd been quite lethargic and had stopped eating for a few days, so we knew it was coming soon. As you probably know, I developed an allergy to rats after we had the first two for a few months, so I didn't spend much time with Raisin. Marc spent time with her every day though, and she was his favorite rat. She was a very sweet girl. Goodbye, Raisin. :(