I wanted to inform everyone that my beloved rat Gypsy has passed away, a few days ago...The day before my birthday...

I don't feel comfortable calling her my favourite, since they each have their distinct personalities, yet she really was something special.
Maybe it was the way she was so confident in everything she did, or that she was so strong, or that her eyes, even when they held cataracts, just held so much meaning.
She stood out among her cage mates, always the first one at the door, always the first one at my feet when out at play time.
I thought she was going to die 5 months before the day she really did die, she made me cry a thousand tears on that day.
Little did I know she somehow had five joyous months left in her though.
She outlived her sister Namir by seven months, and she got to be 2 years old and 8 months.
I'm all out of hoodies,


Here is the most recent picture I have of her before she died, who would have thunk she died only days after this picture?

And..


And in her younger days...

Before we even got Scout and Esther

She was really somethin' that Gypsy rat.
A poem I wrote about her a while ago.
http://www.goosemoose.com/component/option,com_smf/Itemid,99999999/topic,4017956.0I'll miss that crazy rat!