When i was 1o years old my sister got a rat for herself and named it itchy he was such a funny thing he loved everyone and everyone loved him, about 2 months after that my sister rescued two baby rats (two brothers) we named one bob one marley. mine was marley and my sister got bob but because it was winter i found marley dead in his cage i was so upset that my sister gave me bob i loved that rat so much it was unreal. he was such a sweetie pie he would be constantly sneezing and then nesteling in my hair and then clambering in to my hood! but you know the saying good things never last well we had to take bob to the vet because we were getting a bit concerned about the sneezing but with so many tests done we learned he had an inflamed brain so when we got home my sister put him on the surface in a towel and i sat with him gently strocking him when he started nudging his way towards me but i didnt know what to do i just held him in the space to keep him still and hugged him and kissed him wishing that he would be okay and he would get better, my sister and me were sitting on the bench table and him and itchy were in a little ratty tent and i looked at bob he loked dead but my sister looked at me put her arms round me and told me he was okay but that he was getting worse and that she didnt think he would make it through the night at her house ( she had to look after him and give him the medicine) but the next morning i got a text saying that he was okay but we needed to go back to the vet she knew he was dying and so did i but i didnt want to belive it. but when we got to the vet the vet russle ( a brilliant kind man) said that he was suffering and the best thing for him would be to end his suffering and put him to sleep by this time i had tears running down my face my mum hugged me and so did my sister but i didnt hug them back i was to busy hugging and kissing him wishing this wouldnt have to happen wishing that some how a mirical could happen my sister took him out of my hands and gave him a hug and then gave him to my mum but hey both knew before he went i had to have one last cuddle with my baby boy my sister took her camera out and got a good bye picture the last picture of him in it you can see tears coming down my eyes i gave him one last kiss and then gave him to russle who was nearly in tears himself sister hugged me and led me out of the room were she hugged me both of us in tears and that day she took the day off work and we both got in pj's brought our duvets downstairs and watched films eating chocolate all day trying to make the pain go away but no matter what we did all i could do was cry wishing that it was just a bad dream that i would wake up go down the garden and see him cuddled up with itchy fine as ever but for about a 2 weeks my sister was off work and it was summer hol's for me so we just cuddled and eventully it got better but it has been a year since he died and i still cry for him in the night even though i have a new funny beautiful ratty called rolo i still miss him and he will always have a place in my heart along with all the animals that i have had that have died i will never forget him

BOBBY BABY I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU HAVE A GOOD NEW LIFE AT RAINBOW BRIDGE WITH MARLEY AND ALL YOUR FRIENDS TAKE CARE BABY DONT FORGET YOUR FIRST LIFE FAMILY! WE WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER P.S LOOK AFTER ITCHY PLEASE AND LOUIS AND TINSLE AND CLEO AND JAFFA AND MILLY AND COOKIE AND ERIC AND JOEY AND JINXIE AND SPLODGIE AND JACK AND LULU AND RIZLA AND MARLEY AND EVERY ANIMAL THAT THIS FAMILY HAS EVER HAD AND EVER WILL HAVE.
LOVE TO ALL OF YOU FOREVER!