My heart is breaking.  Tasrat died in my arms tonight after a three day
fight with the blood disorder DIC.  I am blessed with an understanding
boss, so I was able to spend the last two days with her in my arms all
day.  Her tiny body just couldn't fight anymore tonight, so I whispered
her on to her little friend Goose waiting at the Rainbow Bridge for her.
 
Tasrat became my baby 7 1/2 years ago.  She was the last of my original
fuzzies and my only lap rat.  I will miss her more than I could ever
express.
 
Tazzy, you were such a good baby.  I never thought you'd leave me this
soon.  Miesa and the Boys will guard the treats and hide your toys.  It's
okay.  I love you, sweetie.
[Posted in FML issue 3261]