I have a love/hate relationship with my pet mice. I love how cute they are and they have the softest fur but I hate how messy & smelly they are and how they can’t run loose lest they poop everywhere. Plus they are constantly on the move like they are speed or something. Suffice it to say I won’t be heartbroken when they pass on, but in the meantime I will take cute photos like this.
Oh, did I mention how dumb they are? I gave each of them the same treat at the same time and instead of being content eating it they would drop theirs and go steal their sister’s from out of their mouth. This would of course prompt the other one to chase the thief while squeaking at her.
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Templeton will be passing away soon and that makes me sad. I took him to the vet two weeks ago because he has a tumor near his tail, his feet sores aren’t healing and he continues to lose his fur. The vet confirmed that he didn’t have much time left. Poor guy. He’s been such a good little guy so I’ve been giving him extra treats and hoping to make his last weeks pleasant. So far he’s not doing too bad – he drags his back feet around a bit when he walks but he can still get around, he’s still eating like crazy and he still loves time outside of his cage. The vet said he will likely have to be euthanized which I am dreading. I hope he dies in his sleep instead because I don’t want to be the one who decides when his life is over. If he starts to suffer I will do it of course, but I don’t want to.
We were planning on taking a trip in a few weeks as we’ve scheduled a long weekend away from work but I don’t think that’s going to happen now because I can’t leave the pets alone for more than a day and I also can’t ask someone to watch them knowing Templeton could pass away at any time. And despite what a few colleagues suggested I’m not going to take him to be euthanized just so I can go on vacation.
Wow. Nice colleagues.