We lost a rat today: Moose was alive when we left to visit my mother, but she was in rigor when we got home.
It's wasn't totally unexpected--in the last few months she had become a mound of tumors. And she was over two years old, which is a pretty healthy lifespan for a pet rat.
There are no immediate plans to replace her. The other two are just fine--fat and happy. They don't seem to have figured out that they're missing a roommate. And they've probably got another year left in them.
Ah, the plight of the pet-owner. Moose will be missed.
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