.. My little brother...
Sure he isn't my little brother by blood, but I love him so much as if he was my own baby brother...
Chimbly.... I love him... My best friend's pet rat, we've just started really bonding even more than usual. I cried.... I cried so hard.
Ever since I first met him, I tormented him because that's how I show my love and affection. I felt like I really hated him, but I knew I loved him...
Now he's got a tumor and we don't know if we'll be able to get it removed, and we let Chimbly out to walk around, and he went STRAIGHT to me.
No hesitation.
He crawled up onto my leg, bit onto the duct tape on my ring and pulled that hand close under him, and then the fingernail of my left hand, pulling THAT hand close to him. He stayed there, not moving at all except his heavy breathing. I began crying, realizing that all along I truly did love him. Even Fluffy's 5 year old little sister Kylee calls Chimbly my little brother. I called him my little brother as a joke, and Kylee remembers it!! That must mean that it really seemed like I loved him.... and I do.
I don't want him to leave me!!
I will miss him....
As I am typing this he is crawling around on my legs, very limited, but he hasn't left my lap at all during this journal entry.
I even named him.
Please talk to me...
:'C
I'm going to miss him...by #You-Are--Not-Alone