My son's pet mouse died. This time last year his hamster died. It's something about the holiday season that causes our rodents to die.
After the hamster died I gave in and let him get another "pet".
Well, actually two.
The one on the left is Ginger. The one on the right is Liquorish.
Liquorish is the one that is no longer with us.
About 3 nights ago my husband noticed that Liquorish was getting sort of fat. Poor little thing was struggling to run on her mouse wheel.
But bless her heart, she was still trying.
Next day ... well you know. These things happen.
My poor son still got very emotional about it.
It's hard to lose a pet. Even a mouse.