November 11th my first and favorite rat died. She was three and so smart, sitting up on command and escaping the cage to curl up next to me...I just can't believe sees gone. I don't even have a good picture of her, because she would run away from the camera in a bizarre game of hers of if the camera is pointed at me I have to hide. It makes me smile thinking of the fun times, but then depresses me cause she's no longer here.

I was the only one she cuddled with and could hold while she ate. She
's in a better place now at least...the last couple of months she was plagued with tumors that while not fatal were probably uncomfortable to carry around. She loves grapes and pepperoni, yet hated bananas. Smartest of my babies and the funnest. God I miss her.