Whilst at the AES show at Kempton Park Racecourse, during a routine call back to base, Richard told me that Sid, my black and white 'rat boy slim', was looking poorly. It came as no real surprise - he had hardly touched his special rat sandwich that I had made him on Thursday night.
On our return home, late Saturday night, my first port of call was the rodent room to see how he was. Much to my sadness, Sid had died. Like Len, I shall miss him.
He is now buried next to Len in the rose bed. They can now get up to rat-mischief together, without the restrictions of cage bars, wherever they may be.
Have fun boys!