My rat Cupcake had to be put down yesterday. She was very ill and nothing could be done. I'm not sure how i'm feeling about what happened, but I saw how cupcake's health declined sharply this september. My dad was the one who took her to the vet. In a way I'm glad I wasn't home when it happened, but I'm gonna miss the little fuzz-butt dearly. My parents and I had cupcake since June 2011. We never figured out how old she was, or why she was abandoned in a box. Cupcake was small enough to be held in the palm of my dad's hand when she was found, and had started to reach maturity sometime in July 2011. Cupcake always loved to beg for treats and run around on her coffee table. When dad would sit down in his chair with food, cupcake would smell it and focus her head in my dad's direction, hoping for a treat. Cupcake was very well fed during her life time. She loved clovers and would literally snap up any clover flower offered, devouring it in a matter of seconds. Cupcake brought loads of joy into my household, and will be missed dearly.