The Passing of Latte

Latte was the last of the trio of gerbils we bought. She has been getting old. I noticed she had a bit of spunk left in her. She would climb up to the top of the couch and try to get to the front window. Kit Kat said she has been weak recently.

Today at lunch, I saw Latte moving about in her cage. She was walking funny. It was if she had a bad hip or something. She moved from one side of the cage to the other. Then she stopped. She seemed like she was still alive. But there was something definitely wrong with her.

Little Kat said he saw her laying on her side, and was hardly breathing. Kit Kat stopped by from work before going out to happy hour today. She said Latte was not doing very well this morning. And she confirmed that Latte had died this afternoon.

The kids will probably bury her outside tomorrow. The only consolation is that Kit Kat inherited two younger gerbils from a friend of hers. Those two are Morgan and Baily. Not sure how old they are. Maybe one year old. They have a lot of life left in them.