Thank you (((((((((((((All)))))))))))))))) a whole bunch for your condolences, stories and similar experiences. Thanks for the love and the hugs too!

It's been easier. Which makes me feel lousy like I'm getting over him quickly. Which I know isn't true, and that grief comes in waves... but it's not fun.

My oldest rat Miles has now decided to basically stop moving almost altogether. I take them out to play and he just lies there and mopes. He's still "alive" but he's... depressed? Maybe I'm anthropomorphizing. Either that or I'll be saying goodbye to another rugrat soon because he is about 2-3 months older than Allan was.