Gilliam crossed the Rainbow Bridge today. He had been sick, but was improving greatly. I heard no breathing difficulties for weeks and his appetite was back. In fact, early this morning he stole a yogie from his brother's mouth. Twice. Needless to say, I was shocked to find his body. He led a good life with me. He was a sweet rat with a gentle disposition. His brother, Palin, and I, and Leon, will miss him greatly.