Leo just died. Same thing. I saw him four hours ago and he was fine. Went to check and he was dead in the corner of his cage. I have no idea what killed him, or Bartleby three days ago. They seemed FINE. Leo was sneezing a bit earlier this afternoon, but not that much. At least I held him for hours. At least he knew I loved him. Still, he died alone. I hate that. I hadn't even had him for a year. He couldn't have been more than a year old.
At least I can be reasonably certain this time that it wasn't my fault. They must have both caught some kind of sickness that didn't show any symptoms. Until it killed them.
Now all I have is my crotchety old cat.
I miss my rodents.
This week sucks.
At least I can be reasonably certain this time that it wasn't my fault. They must have both caught some kind of sickness that didn't show any symptoms. Until it killed them.
Now all I have is my crotchety old cat.
I miss my rodents.
This week sucks.