It's just another Dead Rat. What does it matter?

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Monte just died.

caseopaya and I took him him out this morning to get some sun and fresh air. He hadn't been well, losing control of a hind paw, and going almost completely blind.

On returning home, he was most insistent that I hold him, high on my chest, resting his head on my shoulder. He didn't want to go anywhere else or want anything else. So for the better part of the past hour I was holding him, closely, listening to his strained breathing.

Suddenly, he coughed up blood and started breathing in coughing fits. This lasted a couple of minutes. The tough ol' rat, he wasn't going to go quietly into the dark, he would rage against the fading of the light. I had to tell him to let it go.

Then he died.

I'm going to miss the ol' fella.

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Oh, that's so sad to hear. Hopefully off in ratty heaven playing with Harle. If only I wasn't a humanist and i could truly believe it.

All things must come to an end, so new things can start.

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Even as a humanist you can hope it and appreciate the idea for its aesthetic qualities.

Funny thing was several minutes before he died he climbed on to my knee (with assistance) to seemingly stare/sniff at something else in the room.

Terry Pratchet would appreciate that. SQUEAK!