Well, I was going to bring Buddy to the vet today, because he wasn't looking too well, but when I woke up this morning, he was gone. He layed there with his eyes closed in a corner of his cage. I felt him, and at that moment, I knew what had happened during the night. He passed away in his sleep, and although I am very upset, I know he had a good ending to his life. When I got him a few months ago, he was a biter and didn't want to be held, because his prev. owner was a 2 year old.
He got so much better. He never bit anymore, and loved to be played with. I'm glad he passed away peacefully. I just buried him with some of his fav. chewy treats. He's in a better place now. I love you Buddy. :rainb:
His last picture~
In the box~
Under the gravestone~