Buffy the Vampire Slayer said it right, “Death is my Gift”…as it was Dilbert’s gift today so he wouldn’t suffer. I know he would’ve wanted to just be gone, not stay with me and linger. He was a very practical boy at times. I would rather be a week early than a day late in my decision to pts. But my vet says I have a very good instinct for that fine line of when its enough, but there's no suffering.
For people who do not know Dilbert, he was a wee 3-week-old Orphan that was taken away from his mom and siblings at 2 weeks. He came into my life a week later, and my original plan was to get him going strong and then rehome him…he was a Boy you see and I had Girls. Well that plan went out the window the second I met him.
He got a special nickname on Goosemoose of Sir Dilbert Lickbath Hall and he stole many hears not just my own as he grew up.
His infamous Zombie pic…for all Dawn of the Living Dead afficianado’s “I smell your brains…”
He was so brave and sweet and man he could play!!! He was the best handwrestler ever from the trip home to the very end!
Dilbert loved his pats and scratches from his mom, and always reciprocated with licks.
He also was a serious ham when he was younger…”Camera? Oooh Must Smile!”
My big beautiful boy…You will always be in my heart and in every rat I ever meet. Today was one of the hardest days of my life since I became an Aware Rat Owner, but it is part of owning rats. I was very lucky, Dilbert was with me for over 26 months of his life, his entire life…
A hug from Dilly
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