haha... seems like everyone's having lotsa fun without me!! (^-^)
joyce..... tortoise suits you leh.... *oops*

Clare... you're welcome!! had a great time yest!!

min... I dun know about loving dissect them... at first, i thought it was really cool to learn about the dissection... asking the doctor about how to cut the skin, the muscle... carefully seeing the sewing process of the wound...

but when we put the rats into the cardon dioxide chamber to sacrifice them, there was a mix of emotions flooding up me... they were moving about, seeming lively and energetic... then as the CO2 gas filled their lungs, they became more and more immobile, seemingly sleepy, then they moved no more. eyes still wide open. when you take them out of the chamber, they're still warm, then the extremities turns bluish. as I shave the rats to enable easy skinning of them later, I can feel the heat draining out of their bodies legs up, the red eyes turned a dull pale colour. but their faces are so peaceful, like those cute cartoons of rats (mouse) that we see on the tv. but they are breathing no more, they will no longer squealing or peeing and shitting as my mentor picks them up on their tails, they will no longer try to resist the needles that my mentor tries to inject into them, they will no longer switch as if in pain when the anesthetics wear off during the surgery. life seems so fragile at that moment... and I begin to wonder if what we're doing is correct... I know it's for medical advancements... they are trying exercise responsible animal testings as far as possible... but it is hitting me. though they are rats, they too have lives.