Playing: Dragon Age 2
Last week, my second year as a Biology student began, in Évora, Portugal. I'm still re-adapting to the college ways, waking up early, stay up late, live without parents and do dishes... Classes still haven't started in a serious way, mostly just presentations, deciding exams, learning what the class will be teaching us and stuff. Still too young in college years to do "praxes," I mostly watch the third years "praxing" the first years, and help a bit with my dog (a dog is a superior being than the first years). She likes it. Likes to run around them, barking when someone says Bicho (Bug) to a first year and when they bow at her. It's a weird thing, praxes, because, when you enter University you think it'll be awful and you're scared, but after the first days it's just funny, being called Bicho, rolling in the dirt, get painted, have dinner on the floor eating spaghetti with a spoon and so on xD I think this year will be fun, hope to learn a lot as well.
So, after my rat Devon died last year and we were given Phædra for free, I couldn't stop thinking about having another rat. I loved the experience, she was well-behaved, not noisy and smelly (unlike my old hamsters) and she stayed on my shoulder for ours (which I can't do with my squirrel, that's why he lives with my mum and not here with me). Also decided I'd have two, because it would be lonely by itself :/ They're social animals after all. After thinking and wandering around pet stores, I couldn't found a black female one (my original idea being having two females, 1 black and 1 hairless), only males, and I prefer females, I settled on the two cuties I have now, two grey and white pups that were ready to go when I went to that store for the 3rd or 4th time this month (I'm a nervous person xD). I only asked them to be female and have different marks.
I now plan on taking good care of them and take them to walks with me, as I did with Devon many times, even in the day she died. That day she couldn't stand, so I put her in my scarf. It was a nice sunny day of winter and we roamed through the neighborhood, I spoke and she listened, I apologized for letting that happen (she had mycoplasmosis and it was already late when we found) and, I believe, she forgave me, because when we got back home and I started crying, she grabbed my finger as she was getting more and more difficult breathing. I didn't want to go out, but I had one class after that and had to go. I let her in her open cage, involved in a blanket, believing she would be gone when I arrived. You can imagine my surprise when I got home and discovered her walking around the room acting like nothing had happened and welcoming me. But I knew it wouldn't last, having me around her again, she soon worsened. When she was unable to walk again and got cold, I asked my friend his hot water bottle to put Devon laid on it. Like a hot water bed. She passed away few minutes after we got dinner.
«How are you able of not crying?» - asked my friend, while my boyfriend just watched, silent.
«I cried everything I had to cry this afternoon. Now I'm just happy, she doesn't suffer anymore.» - I answered, averting my eyes to her body and smiling.
We buried her body in my boyfriend's backyard, in a field of grass facing a small watercourse. No coffin, she served as plant and other living beings food, as she and everyone should. After all, life is beauty.