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What a precious boy, wonderful and so sweet.

He was our alpha, but gentle with all the other rats. Never took any guff from the new kids. Even suffering congestive heart failure, he was a fighter and stayed until his body just gave up on him.

There are no words for the deep sadness, the void left by his passing. He was special and definately one of a kind.
The only way to see any light in this pain, is to know that he is with his brother and they are playing merrily now.

I love you Wembles, my heart is aching with such grief and the loss I feel is almost more than I can bear.

The reason for this vanity site, the brothers are now both gone.

Sleep well gentle man, know how much you are loved and missed… that your passing has left us all wondering what we will do now.

I love you Wembles and come visit us often. Your guidance will be missed.

love
mommy

It is with a broken heart I say farewell to a beloved friend. Such a handsome boy, so proud.

You made me smile, made me laugh and its with tears I let you go on to the bridge. Wait for me there little man, tell those gone before you how much they are still missed and loved.

I cannot even begin to tell you Fergus how very much I love you. My heart, I know it beats, but I am sure the rythm is one step lighter. My agony is contained only in knowing you no longer suffer, dont feel the pain of a body gone frail with age.

I thought I could do this without tears and they stream down my face baby, mommy couldnt watch you suffer and in that choice I have hurt myself deeply.

I will see you in every rat, look for that wisdm. One last time I will sing to you..to have your handsome little face looking up at me, bruxing happily.

At last
my love has come along
my lonely days over
and life is like a song

Ooh, yeah, yeah
At last
the skies above are blue
My heart was wrapped up in clover
the night I looked at you

I found a dream
that I could speak to
A dream that I
can call my own
I found a thrill
to press my cheek to
A thrill that I have never known
Ohh, yeah, yeah

You smile
you smile
Ooh and then the spell was cast
And here we are in heaven
for you are mine at last

That will always be the song I hum for you Fergie. I love you little man. Sleep well.

Always,
Mommy

My beloved cat, one of my very best friends in the world, needed my help yesterday. She lay breathing heavily, mewling pitifully when she could manage it. She has been living with some tumors in her stomach for quite some time, not bothering her until these last few months. I knew she was ready to go, but saw her clinging to life…I swear it was for me. My beloved old cat, my purrbag went quietly, the vet helping her go to the bridge.

I sat there, heaving with sobs that I was unable to control. The vet came back, worried that I might need her help. I could only shake my head in misery as I held her now limp body, the constant purr quieted for the first time in years.

My agony has no words, no expression. The wave of grief rises and falls on me like an angry ocean. I hear Pooh calling for her and my heart breaks more. Pooh has never been without her companion, her nine years spent cuddled with Megan everyday. She doesn’t understand that her friend has gone and won’t be coming home again. The bed that once held the pair seems so big and empty with Megan gone.

My heart has lost a big chunk, my world a little quieter and so much sadder.

Mommy loves you old girl and I will see you again. Someday I will meet you at the bridge and we can be together again. Until then, check in on me from time to time, I will always need you. I’m here and still loving you, I always will. Tell the others how I miss them.

Sleep easy Megan and know that my final gift to you was one of love, the love returned that you gave so freely all these years.

I love you.

Mom

It’s with heavy hearts and much sadness that we post the passing of Mr. Meef this morning. He was humanely put to sleep after being diagnosed with congestive heart failure. He was a lovely boy, full of kindness and always happy. It was a shock when he seemed to become so withdrawn and sad. The vet examined him and even tried to intervene and help with the issue, but it wasnt to be.

He was a fine rat, a wonderful ambassador for his kind. He loved people and was friendly to those he met. He will be very much missed and it will be a long time before Scott gets to feeling better.

Sleep well Meef, play hard at the bridge. Tell your aunt and daddy we said hello, give your grandpa Ku some kisses from us.

Today we have some special birthdays. It’s Vroo and Meef’s 1st birthday. We had a yellow cake with chocolate frosting, I think that’s what Mom said.We enjoyed the cake. And the baby, Chubbs, got some too. Sadly, Vroo’s birthday presents didnt show up in time. A piece of cake will be sent home with Scott for Meef and his crew. Our next birthday won’t be coming up until December.

Keep the snackies coming,
Mr. Wembles