Well... the inevitable has happened. My dear, sweet old lady Vinnie passed away. It has been a cold winter so far, and she was old and frail. We found her wrapped up warm, curled in a ball in her igloo. She was over 2 we think (though we can't be sure) - and had the sweetest, softest nature. She used to break up cage fights. When we found her and sister Reenee in a house in Morriston, we thought that we'd never seen such neglect before. They were living in a tiny Penine hamster cage on straw with no food or water. In fact, they were so bad, Vinnie had rusted to a chocolate colour. After a couple of weeks on the Shunamite diet, she was a glossy black.

She was a loving little girl, always had to snuggle up. Never used to run off exploring like other rats, just content to cuddle. She was the only rat her sister Reenee ever got on with.
 

Vinnie Wythenshaw, I will always remember you - wait for me at the bridge.