A distressing but strangely funny story

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Quite a few months after my sweet little hooded rats, Lucy and Little Maggie died, I was in Pet Smart. In a cage together were 3 of the ugliest little hairless rats, but I couldn't help myself, I just had to bring them home. They were not as loving as my others, but they still captured my heart. One night I had put the dogs out so I could let my little girls out on the couch to run. They loved running under the cushions. While they were out, I had to call someone because my computer had crashed. I talked to the tech for about 30 minutes and it was decided that he would call me back. I went into the living room and sat down on the couch to await his call. I watched TV for awhile and suddenly, the rat cage caught my eye. Oh my goodness, I had forgotten about my little girls being out, so I started calling for them. They didn't come running as normal and that is when panic set in. I got up and lifted the cushion I was sitting on and there they were, the three of them flat as pancakes. I was just sick, I was crying a begging them not to be dead, I tell you I was a mess! I wrapped them in a towel to get them ready to be buried and my phone rang. I placed them in the cage and sobbing, answered the phone. It was the computer tech. When he heard me crying, he said, Oh [please do not cry, we will get your computer fixed. Now what do you think I said to him. This was so stupid and bad! I said, no, you don't understand, I am not crying because of my computer, I am crying be cause I just murdered my little girls! There was a long silence and then he said, excuse me, did you say you just murdered your little girls? Yes, I said....he was going to call the police when I came to my senses and said, not my daughters, my pet rats. I am not sure if he was more shocked by the word murder or the fact that i had pet rats lol....I do know that he was quite relieved that he didn't have to turn me in. I will choose my words carefully from now on. Like I said, it was very distressing at the time, but now, when I think of that poor guy on the phone and how his voice got so squeaky, I can't help but laugh.