He had been a bit under the weather for the last week. Nothing you could put your finger on, he just wasn’t his usual chattering, greedy self. We had been keeping him in the house more, because of the cold weather, and he didn’t seem to mind being inside, except when he found he couldn’t eat the carpet.
We said “Goodnight” to him, like was always do before going to bed and he passed away quietly sometime in the night. We are really going to miss him and his noisy ways, he did get so excited at feeding time. After six years of his squeaking and warbling the house will seem very quiet.
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