Why do I trust my mom with anything? Seriously?
I tried so hard to get something done for my rat, and someone here on FA was so nice enough to help, now that he has meds and seemed to be getting better my mom tells me he's sleeping more and getting skinny. He's getting old.
And with his behavior, its the kind I see in my old rats when they're close to dying.
Then she goes on to complain that she might not have a place for him when she moves, and suggestss getting him put to sleep, and letting the shelter take care of the body which I HAVE NEVER DONE FOR ANY OF MY PETS!! I always, always bury them myself, and I wanted to get Aristotle preserved but I can't even do THAT anymore because my mom took such shit care of him that he's not even presentable anymore, he's got a giant hole in his head and his fur is all messed up and everything. And she doesn't have the decency to understand how special he was to me, out of all my rats, he was my most special and unique, and she wants to let the shelter dispose of his body.
And then without giving me much time to react SHE STARTS RAMBLING ABOUT HOW HER FUCKING FRIEND LIKES TO WATCH PREACHERS ON A CHRISTIAN STATION, and her FURNITURE, and FREE LOLIPOPS FROM HER NEW APARTMENT COMPLEX
*headesks repeatedly*

PS: She sent me a BIBLE for christmas this year. Yeah, thanks, it's not like we owned 14 of them when I was living with you mom.
Augh..