October 2003 - July 11, 2005
Oh, Cymbaline. ghostgecko brought you and your sister with him when he gave me JJ, and you were just so little and cute running around in my hair... how could I resist?
You weren't the brightest rat ever, but you were gorgeous and amusing and you had the softest fur ever. You fought off the boys when they were randy and enjoyed running around under the covers to excess in order to annoy me. I wish I could have let you out of your cage more often, but your primary goal tended to be using my stuff to add to your giant nest behind the bookshelf. But you were adorable and cuddly and hyperactive and very good at the Star Girls meeting I took you to.
I love you, my baby girl rat.