Jonas

On Saturday night, Jonas was a bit quiet, and by Sunday evening he was obviously ill. Chris took him to the vet on Monday. They said he had an infection and was very dehydrated, and that they would keep him in overnight for treatment. This morning we phoned them to be told that he'd got a lot worse.
We hurried down to the surgery to see him, and he looked awful - so ill and miserable. We knew that euthanasia was the only kind option for him. The vet left us alone for a while to cuddle him and say goodbye, then they took him away to put him to sleep. We were both crying.

We've had him since March last year. When he was a baby he would spend ages snuggling up on the back of my neck. He once fell asleep there and was so relaxed that he fell right off. He was a playful and affectionate rat, and we loved him.

It's too quiet here now.