jennifervb
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As many of you may already know, I lost my boy, Albert, on September 9th.
In January of this year, I was informed by my doctor that my asthma and allergy condition has worsened and it was requested that I please rehome my rats.
After significant discussions, I promised my doctor that I would not get any more, after this group, until I had a place with at least 1000 square feet, preferrably more.
This leaves me with a terrible predicament. Buddy is now by himself and I cannot get him a new playmate.
His mood fluctuates and he gives me the impression that he is not the happiest little camper in the world. He does not explore like he did before Albert died and I often find him lying, in the dark, on top of his cage instead of exploring the condo like he used to.
He was diagnosed, on Saturday, with a lower respiratory issue and is now on Baytril and Doxy for 30 days. The condition is extremely mild, according to my vet, and we have caught it in the beginning stages. He still loves his food and eats everything I give him. Nevertheless, I am a basket case because I know that he needs a companion and there is nothing I can do to provide him with one. :sad3:
Sometimes I'm not even sure that what I believe to be seeing in him isn't just me being paranoid and guilt ridden.
He boggled for me twice in the last week, the last time being at the vet's office. Do rats boggle when they are under stress? My vet indicated that they do boggle in stress situations but I was always of the belief that boggling comes when they are happy. Does anyone have any input on that?
I can't help feeling that I am not enough to make Buddy happy. He really enjoyed being with his group and was a little hellion (in a good way) when Roquefort and Albert were still alive.
I've been doing a lot of soul searching and, as much as it hurts, I can't help feeling that I can not provide my beloved boy with the companionship he needs to be happy.
I refuse to take him back to the shelter and subject him to the same isolation and loneliness I rescued him out of. At least in any isolation and lonelinesswith me, he is treated like a king and has full command of the house in both the mornings and evenings when I am home. He is not neglected.
Nevertheless, I am a mess. I can see the change in him and as much as he loves me, I just don't believe he is happy.
I need some help in dealing with this. I am extremely sensitive to the well being of my little man's psyche and what I believe to be seeing is eating me up inside. I would be willing to rehome him with someone who has rats Buddy could befriend, as long as they are people I know whose hearts are in the right place and would provide my boy with the love and nurturing he deserves.
If there is anything I need to be looking for, to establish that he really is depressed, I would be grateful for any input.
I do not want my boy to suffer any depression and isolation. It is not about me. I will suffer if Buddy leaves but not half as much as I would suffer at seeing him depressed and withdrawn by being kept alone.
He is such a beautiful boy. My little man. He does not deserve to be unhappy. :tearful:
In January of this year, I was informed by my doctor that my asthma and allergy condition has worsened and it was requested that I please rehome my rats.
After significant discussions, I promised my doctor that I would not get any more, after this group, until I had a place with at least 1000 square feet, preferrably more.
This leaves me with a terrible predicament. Buddy is now by himself and I cannot get him a new playmate.
His mood fluctuates and he gives me the impression that he is not the happiest little camper in the world. He does not explore like he did before Albert died and I often find him lying, in the dark, on top of his cage instead of exploring the condo like he used to.
He was diagnosed, on Saturday, with a lower respiratory issue and is now on Baytril and Doxy for 30 days. The condition is extremely mild, according to my vet, and we have caught it in the beginning stages. He still loves his food and eats everything I give him. Nevertheless, I am a basket case because I know that he needs a companion and there is nothing I can do to provide him with one. :sad3:
Sometimes I'm not even sure that what I believe to be seeing in him isn't just me being paranoid and guilt ridden.
He boggled for me twice in the last week, the last time being at the vet's office. Do rats boggle when they are under stress? My vet indicated that they do boggle in stress situations but I was always of the belief that boggling comes when they are happy. Does anyone have any input on that?
I can't help feeling that I am not enough to make Buddy happy. He really enjoyed being with his group and was a little hellion (in a good way) when Roquefort and Albert were still alive.
I've been doing a lot of soul searching and, as much as it hurts, I can't help feeling that I can not provide my beloved boy with the companionship he needs to be happy.
I refuse to take him back to the shelter and subject him to the same isolation and loneliness I rescued him out of. At least in any isolation and lonelinesswith me, he is treated like a king and has full command of the house in both the mornings and evenings when I am home. He is not neglected.
Nevertheless, I am a mess. I can see the change in him and as much as he loves me, I just don't believe he is happy.
I need some help in dealing with this. I am extremely sensitive to the well being of my little man's psyche and what I believe to be seeing is eating me up inside. I would be willing to rehome him with someone who has rats Buddy could befriend, as long as they are people I know whose hearts are in the right place and would provide my boy with the love and nurturing he deserves.
If there is anything I need to be looking for, to establish that he really is depressed, I would be grateful for any input.
I do not want my boy to suffer any depression and isolation. It is not about me. I will suffer if Buddy leaves but not half as much as I would suffer at seeing him depressed and withdrawn by being kept alone.
He is such a beautiful boy. My little man. He does not deserve to be unhappy. :tearful: