May Zajdel
May was the first rat I have ever held. She was the first rat that ever trusted me. When she got sick we where confident that she would get better because she had never been sick before. But she got bad to fast. Even before she died she would even climb out and still try to play and she struggled out the cage. Right before she died she turned away and left I knew she was starting to die because she was struggling to breathe, so I decided to put my cross around her and as she died her soul would go through my cross and up to heaven. Then I turned away and she took her last breath and leaped and that was it. I still really miss her!!!!! She was by far my favourite.....