My poor little boy Trigg died today. He had gone through a bout of extreme bloat almost two months ago. It took almost two weeks before he was back to normal, but he fought through it. Three days ago he stopped eating and became lethargic and began to bloat again. I tried treating him, but today he passed away. I feel so bad because he was completely back to normal for almost a month and then this happened. It doesn't really seem fair.
He caught my eye at Walmart. He wasn't really special looking - he was just a red VT, but he looked at me from that cup and he had such personality. He would dance for food and jump to get it. He was my second boy - and probably my favorite. He will be greatly missed.
RIP my little Trigg. I love you.