My pet mouse was killed by my cat, she must have escaped and I found her in the bedroom I screamed for Matt and cried pretty much all day after that. I bonded with her, she used to be scared and afraid of me we bonded and she became such an outgoing mouse. When I look in the cage she s not there to greet me waiting to pick her up and play with her. At first I couldnt even look at the cat and didnt want him near me, I love my cat and I understand that its in his nature to hunt so I cuddled with him today but it still hurts. I dont want anyone to tell me its just a mouse either she wasnt to me.... Thanks for listening.
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