R.I.P. Derek

Derek the rat died last night. He'd been suffering with pneumonia since Tuesday and was, slowly, recovering. I had been planning on taking him to the emergency vet today to get their opinion. Liz checked on him at 3am and he seemed fine, but when she checked at 6am he was dead. We buried him on some waste land at the allotment. Here are some pictures that don't even begin to show how lovely he was:

Lazing about:

Hansel and Derek peeking out of their nest:

Looking for treats:

We'll miss you Derek. :(