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Dean Tavalouris 

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We must have done something terrible to deserve all the bad luck we're getting at the moment. I can't believe I'm writing yet another obit, but I have to, because our little rescue lad Dean is gone. He went to the vets today for a neuter op to try and make him a bit happier and give him some friends... and he didn't recover. The vet tried everything, and true to form, wonderful person he is, despite all the work he'd done and stuff he'd used, he didn't charge us.

That doesn't bring Dean back though... we never had a close bond because he was always so angry, but that didn't mean I didn't feel the same way about him as I do about all the others here. I was so looking forward to him being happy, and having friends, and seeing him able to get on in life without stress and anxiety and aggression. I just feel so dreadful - as if we'd just left him alone, he'd still be alive... he was our first neuter too... I think people are often too quick to neuter, it's not an easy option, and has pretty high risks involved for a smaller animal.

I just wish we'd had more time together, and been able to cuddle more... as he was such a pretty boy, and I am so sure that if he'd just been OK with the neuter he'd have had a long and much happier life.

Also - this is incredibly weird, as this is the first time since we started keeping rats together that we've been without one of our 'LoGrats' - pet only rescues or GMR. I don't quite know how to feel about that... makes losing him a bit harder somehow.

Anyway... for him, this song, it's so fitting... especially the lines I've emboldened.

 
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
You been out ridin' fences for so long now
Oh, you're a hard one
I know that you got your reasons
These things that are pleasin' you
Can hurt you somehow

Don't you draw the queen of diamonds, boy
She'll beat you if she's able
You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet

Now it seems to me, some fine things
Have been laid upon your table
But you only want the ones that you can't get

Desperado, oh, you ain't gettin' no younger
Your pain and your hunger, they're drivin' you home
And freedom, oh freedom well, that's just some people talkin'
Your prison is walking through this world all alone


Don't your feet get cold in the winter time?
The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine
It's hard to tell the night time from the day
You're losin' all your highs and lows
Ain't it funny how the feeling goes away?

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
Come down from your fences, open the gate
It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you
You better let somebody love you, before it's too late

xx


This death has really got to me... :*( he was so young, and it's so soon after so many others... and... we never really got to know him properly and it all feels like my fault :*(

Run free little guy... I hope that wherever you are now, you're amongst friends, and not fighting the world any more :*(