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.
Two Mice.
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.
9 comments:
I don't like mice but I feel bad for your soon.
Maybe it's vermin holiday depression.
I meant your son! Yes I can spell.
Oh they look so sweet! Sorry about the loss.
We decided no more rodents for the very reason that they don't seem to live very long. I don't know if it was harder for me or the kids!
My girls each had a gerbil. And what was hard was when they turned on each other. And one died. No more rodents for us :-) But...yes...losing a pet...no matter what kind...is always difficult.
Tell Alex we're very sorry for his loss. I had a couple of rats in a cage when I was teaching. One morning we went in and one rat had killed and eaten half of the other one. It was pretty traumatic for my students. Especially the ones who discovered the carnage. I really have had no desire to keep rodents after that.
Awww I'm sorry about the mice.
Was this supposed to make me laugh? Because it did. Not inappropriately, of course...so sorry for your lost. But still...you made this sound hilarious. Good times...
Oh, man, that's some serious bad luck in the pet department. Better not get a dog yet...
that is nice mouse you have I love you blog.From rachel
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