Not a happy day. One of our rats, our eldest girl Malibu, passed away yesterday. She was about three'ish. We bought her and Sambuca when we moved to Auckland and back when Rum and Cola were still alive (They're all gone now too). She was the shy little thing to start and became the matriach when she became the eldest.
That leaves eight now. Still looking for a home for the last two boys and two girls from the last litter. And blasted Pepsi is preggo again after chewing a hole in the wooden floor to sneak up with the boys! Little slapper.
Mal was a sweet little thing and she will be greatly missed. Night-night little Mal-Mal.
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I love you sweet little Malibu
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