In today's blog, The Original Ser says goodbye to a special fuzzy friend.
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Life sure can suck. The only two things that are certain in it are, famously, Death and Taxes. The tax part? I got screwed with that today, despite being poor as hell. But moreover, the Death part. Yeah, that happened too.
This is Normandy. He was named for the stripes on his tail which resembled the stripes on allied planes at the invasion of Normandy in World War II. Take a look at this cute little boy. There's a real soul behind those intelligent little eyes of his. This tiny little mouse had such strong, almost human characteristics. He was gracious, never destroyed his toys, never bit, "talked" all the time when he was up, would give hugs to your fingers and tiny, tiiiiiiiny little kisses. Though only three inches long excluding his tail, with a weight of about 30 grams, it was unbelieveable how much love this tiny creature gave us.
I raised this little guy at the pet store I used to work at. He was literally a tiny pink blob an inch long in the beginning. He was part of a litter of five. Then four. Then two. And then the owners of the store sold his mother and his one brother as food. I took him in after that.
He had a companion mouse, a gold satin-coated angel named Gabriel who most likely imparted much of the charatceter Normandy had to him. Male mice usually kill each other. Normandy and Gabriel were the clear exception to that rule. I nursed Gabriel back from pneumonia, and in turn, he was gentle and compassionate. It's no wonder he grew so attached to Normandy when he got big enough to introduce them. Unfortunately, Gabriel died last month.
And, well, Normandy got to be with him again tonight. We found him barely alive and within minutes, he made his way over the rainbow bridge with a seemingly intent "dash" as his worldly life faded. He knew we loved him, and I know he loved us right back. And we still do as I'm sure he still does. It was pretty sudden so I'm a little bitter now, but I know he's probably in a better place since it looked as if a sudden, painful illness got him. He was doing fine yesterday, but again, life sure can suck sometimes.
Rest in peace, baby boy.
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