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Such a sweet boy, always a wonderful companion. It seems as though this group of rats has found a home deep in our hearts and the pain is overwhelming
He was a double Fraggle, something glorious and special. He loved his foods and would sit for hours at the cage door hoping for Scott to come along and cuddle with him. No rat wagged his tail more for petting. I think he was the only rat I ever met that wagged his tail, an endearing trait.
I remember the February afternoon we picked him and his two brothers up, eating nachos on the way home. They were little con artists and loved to escape for playtime and hide and seek in the furniture.
Trunk will be much missed by his daddy Scott. I know how much he loved that little man. I know how much we loved him. It’s a hard act to follow and a place earned in our hearts forever.
Sleep well little man. Tell those who have went ahead that we miss them, love them always. It’s never easy to lose any of you.

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So Fall is here, the weather is slowly changing. I miss the boys of summer, those gone on to the bridge. It’s hard to let them go, yet they need to rest in peace as well.
I am having alot of cage liners made up for the boys. I enjoy seeing the different colors and knowing they are warm and comfy in the cage.
I often sit and watch them, they dig and get comfortable. They love blankies and I suppose I love to indulge them as much as possible. My Urn is now 21 months old. Time sure does go by quickly. For the rats each day is special, lived to the fullest. For some of the old timers, that’s good food, cool water and alot of long naps. That’s living it up when your body begins to feel its age.