I'm very sorry for Chloe.
Yes I've tagught about it and now I fell a little better.. They are so happy and cheerful little creatures and I would be so mean if I would stop keeping them just because their death hurts me.. They were all rescue rats. The one with the tumor is his belly was from a petshop. He was there because his owners didn't want him anymore.. he was desperet to get out of his cage when I stopped in front of it.. so I bought him. He was the smartest and most loyal rat I've ever met. Once he escaped into the garden (it's very big and looks exactly like a jungle) and I tought that we will never ever find him again. After I stopped searching for him and I concerned myself that he's gone, he just walked trough the door and looked at me like "I heard you were calling me, I'm here. Give me a treat, I've been a good boy."
And the one with pt.. he was a snakefood rat.. he was so tiny and scared when we took him home.. he was afraid of hands but he always took the treats we gave him. He became a biig faat boy but he was like a tiny baby in his all life. My old boy loved him and he loved bathing him but this little guy was crying all the time.. even when he was 700g, 1,5 times bigger than my old boy.
He was always so funny and cute. He loved to lay on my neck like a scarf because he was too big to sit on my shoulder. Ohh and he hated our cat. If he saw him, he started to cry and did't stop it till the cat was there. Our cat was afraid of them, because the old one always wanted to climb up on his back or bath him and he didn't know what to do about it.
They were so good friends of mine and I'll never forget them.
If I get new rats, they will be rescue rats.
