Maverick, my beloved white rat, died early this morning. She was two years old. She died peacefully and was attended by her friend Emily. Today, Emily spent all day sitting in Maverick's area in Maverick's blanket, and instead of escaping her cage whenever the door was opened (as she usually does), she shut her eyes and snuggled up next to my hand.
Maverick was buried in a little house, like the ones she loved to hide in, made of birch bark, in the woods.
The following picture was taken yesterday. Maverick will be most terribly missed.