Sweet reader
Its been a long time
since I decided to write down the going ons of the human and rat
world, after Ed passed on I guess I couldn't find the words, not like
I once had. I guess maybe the shock of not only losing a close friend
but also an entire army of rats known to us (Street Sleepers) as the
Vermillion hit me harder than I could handle.
Sweet Street Sleepers,
I am old.
I find these days hard
and my legs have weakened far to much. My cage mate now bullies me
for him it is a revenge from my youthful days of showing him whose
boss. I apologise to all who I had been recklessly aggressive to.
This is my goodbye
letter, my Lady know I'm finally ready to go, she speaks of the time
approaching where my trip to the vets will be my last and though I am
scared for this time coming, I long for it. My achy bones no longer
allow me to climb and I struggle to find a comfy sleeping position.
Alas I hope to see Ed once more, Oh how I miss my sweet brother.
I can confirm that the
Vermillion no longer live, whatever happened to Ed seemed to have
been a malfunction in all of their army, and so without the take
over, the Street Sleepers were finally allowed free roam of the
cities, being pets and rogues. I fully endorsed into the life of
comfort and lavished the affection of my family. Plump from food and
high on happiness. The whole thing about cats taking over turned out
to be a rumour and cats still think they are top of the food
chain...while still eating tinned meat chosen by their slaves.
The Space Rat also made
his passing during the year, his little body sprouted up flowers in
his grave, the colours were of spring. I didn't really know him and I
am unaffected by his passing, Narna now lives alone but he seems to
spend his time playing with his toys and chuckling like the Space rat
is still with him...Maybe he is.
Life is fleeting for us
rats, it flies past without enough time...
Saying my goodbye has
approached far to soon, I haven't finished my search for the biggest
ham joint nor have I yet discovered what ham actually is!!
But age is an issue
when its hard to move, its hard to be happy when pain nips at your
legs and your hands cant hold food.
I think my time is
near, and with it I shall take my memories. This will be the last you
will read of my thoughts, I will cherish the warmth of my family's
hold, and when its time....When I hear Ed call and the fairies
music.... I will sleep.
