Today it has been three months since Mole has passed…..
Mole passed away Sunday, October 28th 2018, he was a year and 9 to 10 months old. I’m sorry I didn’t do this blog post sooner, I didn’t feel like to making this blog post and every time I went to do it I started to cry.
Ever since Mole was almost a year-and-a-half old (when I got him he was a feeder rat, they don’t live as long as Rats from a breeder) I have been praying to God that when it was Mole’s time to pass that I would be there with him. With my two rats that passed before Mole I wasn’t with one of them and I wasn’t able to be with the other one when he passed.
The entire week before the 28th Mole hadn’t been himself, he was always tired and didn’t look good, I thought it was just because he was older. Friday to Saturday (26th-27th) I was at a friend’s house, when I came home Saturday evening Mole looked really tired and was breathing kind of heavily but I didn’t think anything of it thinking maybe he was just sad that I’ve been gone for over 24 hours and it has been months since I left him for that long.
Sunday I got up and started on my chores, when I saw that the rats were awake I feed them, Mole wouldn’t eat, was breathing really heavily and every time he let out a breath he would kind of launch forward, Mole wanted me to hold him so I thought he wasn’t eating because he wanted attention, I picked Mole up and cradle him in my arms for a few moments before putting him back but everytime I try to put him back he would climb up my arm, I finally managed to get him into the cage. I started working on my other chores and my mom got him out until I was finished so I could hold him.
I probably sat there for more than two hours just cradling Mole well his breathing got worse, every time he would exhale he would launch forward and with each breath he would launch forward slightly more. Occasionally he would start chattering, about 30 minutes before he passed I had him held up next to my face and when he took a breath it sounded bubbly like he was breathing through water that was the only time his breath sounded like that, then 30 minutes later my baby takes a few gasping breaths and passes away in my arms……. It was 9 or 9: 30am
I am so thankful to God that I got to be with my baby when he passed and that he wanted me to be with him for his last moments.
I don’t know why but Mole’s death was more hard on me than any of my other animals that have passed. My cat Diamond, that started my love for animals, after he passed I slowly forgot what he looked like and what we’ve done together. But with Mole I remember everything about him, all the good things like how he would follow me around, never leave me and didn’t like other people holding him only wanting me to hold him and all his bad habits like attacking the other boys so I would get him out.
These are pictures of Mole taken before he passed well he was resting on my shoulder.
I feel like it’s just yesterday that Mole passed but I feel like it’s been an eternity since I’ve seen him. In the evening on the Thursday (25th) before he passed, me and my family were watching The Incredible Hulk and I got Mole out and he laid on my shoulder and I rested my head on him while he just chattered. And because of that I take out my other rat, Ruby who is a blind albino female, out every night for two hours and just cuddle with her so that when she passes the night she got to be with me, though I pray that I will be with her when she passes just like I was with Mole.
This Ruby, when I get her out she finds a tight space to hide in and sleeps there, because of that this is the most recent photo I have and it is 7 months old…..
My best friend drew this picture for me (some orange Fanta spilled on the picture that’s the orange tint) the one that’s laying down is Tuxedo, Mole is the one sitting up. Thank you so much Besty for making the picture for me!
If you have any questions about Mole or Ruby feel free to ask me in the comments, thanks for reading my post,