Bingo and Gussie, as pups.
After two weeks of rat hospice, Bingo, a.k.a. Rat 3.0, has passed on to the Great Exercise Wheel in the Sky. Ian hand-fed him for two weeks, and I’m sure that had something to do with Bingo refusing to give in…he just kept on living. We were all stunned.
We dug a very nice grave in the backyard, right next to a Silver Maple Tree. We didn’t so much dig as chop through roots the size of my forearm. Anyway, Bingo was laid to rest wrapped in a Rutabaga t-shirt with a nice bricked up tomb to keep the critters away.
We all wish Bingo unlimited sunflower seeds, apple pieces, and chocolate chips.
Rest in peace, my little friend.
Canoelover
My lil piggy Popcorn seems to be on his way out the door. Handfeeding is so worth it if you know they arent in pain. RIP Bingo! 🙂