snowyangel
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Well she was very fragile and breathing was getting harder with her respiratory problem(non-curable) i just didn't know so soon.
I had just gotten back from my amazing vacation and was not at all emotionally prepared to find my precious rescued girl even skinnier and lying down weak when i returned. The second i was told by my room mate and briefily looked in i started calling vets to see if i could have her put down. All were closed and i just don't have the heart to put down a mammal, especially one so close to my heart.
So i decided i would take Paris out for myself and see how she was. When i went to approach her in her dome(she was laying down) she came out and bite me quite meaningfully which she has never done to any soul which got me crying not because it hurt but because most likely she did it due to pain or her mind just wasn't right at the time. I knew this wasn't my girls normal behaviour so i go grab some baby food(a fav. treat) and she just started scarfing that down so I gave her a moist cat treat and picked her up and she eagerly ate bits of fresh apple as she sat in my hand peacefully. Soon after, my girls common licks and kisses came flowing in and i kissed her back just like old times. I think she was unable to eat the regular hard kibble, lab blocks, etc that my room mate was feeding her so when she got the more softer food she ate and ate. On a closer inspection i noticed small bugs(fleas?) in her fur(something she did not have before my trip) and quickly rushed her for a bath with a very small bit of salt to kill the bugs. I let her run around on the couch and she showed some energy and i thought oh good she's not nearly looking as bad as in the cage earlier. I went to return her to the cage and she clug to the bars begging to be let out again so i put my hand in and she eagerly climbed back on. We cuddiled and kissed eachother then i returned her back with a new clean blanky for a good nights rest.
I return home from work this evening from an okay days work and the body of a rat laying in that infamous ill position caught my eye. My heart sank as i slowly walked towards the stiff body of the most loving, intelligent rat I'd ever known laying on the cage floor...*pauses for tears*. I called my room mate crying, I just couldn't pick her body up. I finally got the nerve and wrapped her up gently and put her in the freezer to have a proper burial later.
Possibly a combination of the fleas I found on her, starvation, suffocating, respiratory problem or all. I know i gave her atleast another year of life then if she had stayed as a feeder at that disgusting pet store I bought her from but the guilt wrenching feeling that i couldn't do the humane thing and have her put down kills me. How long was she suffering during the night? Or did she suffer at all and just pass away in her sleep?
Anyways i know many of you(especially those who said you never even thought rats were cute until they met Paris) would like to know about her. Here's some of her more famous shots and many thats got nominated for POTM. Thanks for making her feel like an animal that was loved and not hated for once.
Paris....you're always in my heart and you'll always be my baby girl. Goodbye and see you on the other side.
I had just gotten back from my amazing vacation and was not at all emotionally prepared to find my precious rescued girl even skinnier and lying down weak when i returned. The second i was told by my room mate and briefily looked in i started calling vets to see if i could have her put down. All were closed and i just don't have the heart to put down a mammal, especially one so close to my heart.
So i decided i would take Paris out for myself and see how she was. When i went to approach her in her dome(she was laying down) she came out and bite me quite meaningfully which she has never done to any soul which got me crying not because it hurt but because most likely she did it due to pain or her mind just wasn't right at the time. I knew this wasn't my girls normal behaviour so i go grab some baby food(a fav. treat) and she just started scarfing that down so I gave her a moist cat treat and picked her up and she eagerly ate bits of fresh apple as she sat in my hand peacefully. Soon after, my girls common licks and kisses came flowing in and i kissed her back just like old times. I think she was unable to eat the regular hard kibble, lab blocks, etc that my room mate was feeding her so when she got the more softer food she ate and ate. On a closer inspection i noticed small bugs(fleas?) in her fur(something she did not have before my trip) and quickly rushed her for a bath with a very small bit of salt to kill the bugs. I let her run around on the couch and she showed some energy and i thought oh good she's not nearly looking as bad as in the cage earlier. I went to return her to the cage and she clug to the bars begging to be let out again so i put my hand in and she eagerly climbed back on. We cuddiled and kissed eachother then i returned her back with a new clean blanky for a good nights rest.
I return home from work this evening from an okay days work and the body of a rat laying in that infamous ill position caught my eye. My heart sank as i slowly walked towards the stiff body of the most loving, intelligent rat I'd ever known laying on the cage floor...*pauses for tears*. I called my room mate crying, I just couldn't pick her body up. I finally got the nerve and wrapped her up gently and put her in the freezer to have a proper burial later.
Possibly a combination of the fleas I found on her, starvation, suffocating, respiratory problem or all. I know i gave her atleast another year of life then if she had stayed as a feeder at that disgusting pet store I bought her from but the guilt wrenching feeling that i couldn't do the humane thing and have her put down kills me. How long was she suffering during the night? Or did she suffer at all and just pass away in her sleep?
Anyways i know many of you(especially those who said you never even thought rats were cute until they met Paris) would like to know about her. Here's some of her more famous shots and many thats got nominated for POTM. Thanks for making her feel like an animal that was loved and not hated for once.
Paris....you're always in my heart and you'll always be my baby girl. Goodbye and see you on the other side.
and i didnt really even know who paris was until after reading this post. I 2 was one of those people who didnt thikn rats were cute until seeing Paris. I think that you did as much as you can and im sure she lived a very happy life!
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