Goodbye, Lucia and Maus

On Sunday, both my rat, Lucia, and my mouse, Maus, died. First, after noticing that Maus hadn't been rustling around the past day or so, I went in to investigate. There was not movement in her cage when I searched for her, so I dug through this lump I saw. Sure enough, there was Maus, full of rigor mortis and already starting to smell. So, I buried her. Then, I went to take a shower. Before my shower, Lucia was abnormally tired. After it, she had moved, and died. Her feet were purple, she was cold to the touch, her tongue was inflated to the point that her teeth didn't even touch, and there was blood at the end of her urethra. I buried her near Maus.