It’s a sad blog entry today: my little Tumble died on Tuesday.
She was, officially, The Cutest Rat In The World (TM). I loved her to bits. She used to come when I called her, was completely housetrained and wouldn’t come out of her cage to play without bounding over to say hello to me first. I’ll miss her stealing my possessions and hiding them under my sofa. I’ll miss her trying to run away with leaves off my ficus tree. I’ll miss her nibbling my fingers and giving me homicidal looks after she’d had a bath.
Most of all, though, I’ll miss her cute little face and the way she’d wrap her paw around my fingertip as though she was holding my hand.
I want a rabbit now.