- Mood:
Sadness
I remember when I first got you, you scared me. You were aggressive and a bit grumpy. But we finally got to know eachother, and I learned to love you more and more by each passing day. You were always there for me to talk to when the day wasn't going so great. You provided me with something I needed desprately- a best friend. Someone who would listen and not judge me.
I've always been proud of you. You learned to listen very quickly, and always responded to my voice commands. I know your life has been a rough one. You weren't the healthiest rat in the bunch, but I tried and tried to help you through all your ailments. I was proud of you when you pulled through.
Although my dad accused you of having the plague, and my sister saying you looked like a sewer rat- I thought you were the cutest little guy I've ever seen. The expression you wore when I was feeding you, or when I used to give you yogurt. You had such a fabulous demeanor. We were like two peas in a pod. I'm sorry you couldn't live to see this day. It was a very proud one, and I was ready to celebrate it with you. To give you a good night kiss. Little did I know that I wasn't even going to be able to say 'I love you' one more time. No chance to say goodbye.
Fosco, I love you dearly. You'll always be with me.
I love you.
Rest in peace.