Dora

Dora died this evening. I'm more sad and down than I know I should be. She was a rat. She was a rat in pain and ready to go. But I'm still sad because now she is gone. She was a really good rat. Patient, laid back, great with the kids. She just had a sort of soft personality that one couldn't help but love - even if she was a rat. I'm sad because she was a great rat. She was Diego's friend and I'm not sure how easy it will be to replace that kind of friendship. I hope that she is happier now, even though she was just a rat because she was special to us.