Havelock died in my arms about 10 minutes ago (around 4:18 pm). Havelock was 3 years old, and the last parent standing. Havelock was also the Patrician of Rat Studio City, doing his rounds twice each day, once in the morning, once in the evening, making sure all was well, and the pee trails were clear. He was a calm rat, accepting of all, and quite curious about everything. Havelock was never happier than when he had M&Mmmmms, preferably eaten while sitting on a pile of fresh salad. He will be most missed, and fuck me, I think I’ll be taking a heartbreak break.