At approximately 8:00 am on Thursday the twentieth of December 2012,
Baxter Returned to our heavenly father, where he met with Pacino and
Guster. Baxter was constantly on the move, he didn't want to be tied
down, he wanted to explore and see what the world was about. We didn't
pick Baxter out, he picked us out. When we arrived at the pet store he
was the rat who ran to us while the others scurried away. Baxter was the
kindest and most loving rat we have known, with in seconds of meeting
someone he would be licking and loving them. Baxter has been a guardian
over our family, and will continue to do so. His favorite thing to do
was climb up to the highest perch and lookout over the room keeping a
watch on us all. Baxter reveled in our company, he wanted to be with us
every hour of every day. If by chance you passed his caged he would
bound up to the ledge by the door and wait for you to pull him out, and
no one could say no to that. When doing homework he would curl up as
close as he could to you and then get closer, he would then lay there
for hours. Baxter comes from a famous family, his parents where the rats
pulled out of the house in L.A. California shown on A&E's Hoarders.
It was his city rat mentality that kept him strong and fighting until
the end, as in Dylan Thomas' famous poem Do not go gentle into that good night.
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