Quarantined

So, in the wee hours of the night, I woke up to this God awful hacking sound and began a frantic search for it's origins. It turned out to be coming from my mouse, JD (Jack Daniels). I couldn't actually believe it at first, because I've slept through tornado's before, but his breathing was loud enough to wake me up. But it was him.

I don't know if he had a cold or what, but I thought those always took longer to kill, so I don't really know what it was. (And it did kill him; I buried him this morning at 7am, before the vets were even open for me to take him in.) Then I proceeded to go to the store and buy a bottle of white vinegar and a few packs of baby wipes, and do a full clean of the whole room, including the rats cage. I'm very worried about it being contagious, whatever it was.

Buddy is not happy with this turn of events; I've temporarily banned him from the bedroom until I'm satisfied that whatever disease is gone for good. He's been scratching at the door all day wanting to come in and steal my bed lol. I've still got to wipe down the desk and the walls with vinegar, and I'll have to do something with JD's cage. I'll probably clean it a few times and move it to the closet until I find another use for it.

What a day.