Lilah oh sweet Jane how I miss you. Lilah was my first rat ever. I bought her with her sister Rosie on March 15 2006. I had no idea rats would have turned out to be the perfect pet, but my Jane showed me this. I stood by her through thick and thin. My father originally hated her, but she worked her magic on him. When my cat Blackie dies of kidney failure at the age of 5 I went into a state of depression. Jane pulled me through though. When I would cry she would tooth munch in my ear and the world seemed a little more sunnier. I knew Lilah’s time on Earth was going to be relatively short, so I wanted her to experience everything. I would take her outside to experience nature. I mad her and my other rats dinner every night. Oh how she would fret when her noodle was shorter than Rosies. My sweet Jane developed her first tumor right after her first birthday. I immediately had it removed. She later developed two more tumors. When I thought it was over, she began holding her head sideways. I was terrified her sister Rosie had exhibited symptoms just like this before she died. I again brought her to the vet, and was told that she was going to die. I broke down in front of the vet with my baby in my arms. I asked is their anything that I can do, she said “no”. I then remembered that steroids can sometimes shrink the tumor, thus giving her more time. While on the steroid she grew three more tumors. After the initial diagnosis in November she beat their statistics and lived another 3 months. Lilah loved me to the end because she died snuggled against me. The last person she saw was me. My Jane cost $3.29 at the pet store. I know now that you can not put a price on love. I love you Lilah sweet Jane. I will miss you until we can reunite in Heaven someday.