Moses was my best friend. We shared so much together, even my ice cream! I got my beautiful bundle soon after I moved to my house. He was already 9 months old and his previous owner no longer wanted him. I was very lonely in my new home as I knew no one, but I soon discovered after buying Moses (so called because he is Mosaic) I had a friend in him forever.

A bond between us soon began to form and grow with each day that passed. We shared a secret language, we understood each other. He would sit on my shoulder, whilst I pottered about the house, and he would eat raisins. Moses saw me through many a lonely time; he was a great companion and friend. His soft dense fur often mopped my tears and comforted me. He could sense my sadness and would sit patiently and allow me to cuddle him. He loved to run about the house, always managing to beat me in a race up the stairs. When I bought him a lead and harness he loved the running about the garden too. Moses got up to many funny tricks, one of which was chewing through a whole pack of playing cards. But you couldn't be mad with him. I just melted when I saw his cute cheeky little face looking back at me. He would always manage to find impossible hiding places.

I loved this gorgeous little creature so much, I decided to get a chinchilla companion for Moses. Along came Ruby. It didn't take long before they became great friends preening each other and playing together. After sharing only a few months together Mo (as I'd affectionately refer to him as) became very ill, after many vet visits and worry he was diagnosed diabetic.This is virtually unheard of in Chinchillas and the only hope of treatment was a diet change. (Insulin was out because of the risk of overdose.) My poor little Moses had gone from being a bouncing healthy chin, to a sad thin one who had no energy, could barely jump up a stair tread and all he wanted to do was snuggle under my duvet to keep warm (as he had no body fat). I gave him a hot water bottle wrapped in a towel, fed him on baby food through a syringe every 3 hours, and all the love and care in my heart. All to soon it became apparent he was not improving, I couldn't bear to see him suffer like this any longer, so I made the hardest decision in my life, to lay my soul mate to rest. I shed countless tears for my precious Mo and still cry myself to sleep. He meant the world to me and I'd give up everything to have my furry friend back.

Anyone who met him couldn't resist falling in love with him. I was so proud to be his owner. Mo helped me through one of the worse times in my life. I only wish he could have shared more good times with me. I felt so cheated that he had such a short life, but am so thankful for the life he shared with me. I wish he'd of had time to have babies. Ruby has taken on many of his characteristics and crafty antics in her attempt to keep his memory alive. She needn't worry though because Moses will live on in Heaven and in my heart forever. Moses brought more joy and happiness to my life than anyone could imagine an animal could. I don't even think of him as an animal, just my dearly loved special friend of the four legged kind. He has left his mark in a very big way in my life, with him he has taken part of my heart to Heaven. I will love and miss him always and I will never ever forget him. No one except my Mum has ever meant more to me than him.

Moses now has a special place in our garden with a beautiful headstone, flowers and an ornamental bunnie sitting on his haunches, which is a pose Mo often use to take. Here is a photo of Mo chewing his way through the playing cards.

Rest in peace baby Mo, my eternal love...

-- Sandie.

We miss you Rosco.

-- Mommy & Daddy

Mr. Scooby was our baby boy. We bought him from a pet store as a birthday present in late September. He was the greatest pet we have ever owned. He was so much fun to play with and more fun to watch, from bouncing off the walls to taking his dust bath to stealing things around the house and then hopping away with them. He loved to chew everything in his path and playing the "come chase me... I am a bad boy" game. He loved to eat popcorn, raisins (only the golden kind), fortune cookies, cereal, cranberries, alfalfa, and just about anything else that tasted good. He fell in love with a pair of my blue fuzzy slippers, trying to chase my feet as I walked and chewing them when I was stopped.

No other pet we have owned will ever compare to that little furry man we called Mr.Scooby. He was our first chinchilla but not our last. We bought him a girlfriend in January named Boo Boo. They were little lovers who would chase and sniff each other around the house. Play time was three hours of fun that we will sadly miss. He would be sitting in his cage waiting for us to get home and we could not wait to see him either. Then, after dinner, out he would come like a little ball of energy.

We didn't realize how much we loved him or how much he was a part of our life until he was gone. Mr. Scooby was always under foot and when we were walking down the stairs, he got stepped on. We tried desperately to save his tiny life but he passed away on the way to the emergency vet. He will be missed more than anyone will know and will be buried so we can still see him every day. We are sorry Mr. Scooby did not have a longer time on earth but God knows he lived like a small king while he was here.

We love you Mr. Scooby and we will see you again some day. We hope you are waiting for us because we are waiting for you. With our love....

-- Mommy & Daddy & Boo Boo & our cat Nikki

"Small one" was one of two born. He was half the size of his brother. His mother and brother miss him so. He and his brother used to snuggle in the corner of the cage when their mother was eating. Now his brother sits alone and cries for his mother when she is not there.

He wasn't here long but, just the same, he will be missed.

-- Cali

Minnie was a great little girl. She was our second chinchilla and is sadly missed by her two chinchilla pals, Coco and Sparky. Unfortunately, she had to be put to sleep after the vet tried to correct a tooth problem which had restricted her eating. She had lost a lot of weight. It was a great shock when the vet phoned me to tell me that they could not help her anymore because they had discovered she had an adnormal jaw. So, to stop her suffering, she was put to sleep.

I miss you greatly and so do your pals.

Love you always...

-- Michele

Cilla was our first chinchilla and she loved being cuddled, and we were very upset when we found her collapsed in her cage struggling to breathe. We took her to the vets and they tried to save her, but unfortunately she was doing too poorly. She had kidney failure. It took us ages to get over our loss. She really loved running around our lounge at night and she loved our dogs.

Until you have had a chinchilla and then lost it , you don't realize that they are a great pet and become a real member of the family.

We miss you greatly and will always love you.

-- Michele

My dearest sweet Chinny,

I loved you so much that l didn't want you to suffer anymore. l hope you can forgive me. The vet said that there was no hope and the kindest thing to do was to let you go. Your best buddy Gizmo misses you so much, she looks so lonely on her own. I loved you from the first moment l saw you. I rescued you from a lady that didn't want you and Gizmo anymore. You found a loving and happy home with us. You brought joy and love into our lives and made us laugh so much when you wanted your raisins.

All our dearest love.

-- Julia

Nyka was severely injured giving birth but managed to stick around three long weeks to make sure her two new babies could survive on their own. The vet says she probably was suffering tremendous pain, but her mothering instinct kept her going. I miss her tremendously but the babies are doing wonderfully.

-- David Moorhead

It is hard to even express how much I miss Smoke. He was my best buddy. Whe I came home from work he would be right at the cage door, waiting for his 'out time' with his Mom (me). When we first brought him home, he was so shy, but several months (and raisins) later, he was overjoyed to have his chin and head scratched, and more than happy to run all over the house, and us. From chewing up computer cables to hiding treats under my rocking chair - Smoke ALWAYS had a good time!

He developed problems with his teeth that lead to an infection, and we were forced to put him to sleep. I have done few things that were harder than saying goodbye to that precious ball of fur.

We miss you Smoke, and you will always be Mom's best buddy...

-- Bobbijean Heck

I am so sorry for what happened. I was just playing with you and suddenly you ran under my right foot. I really tried to save you, but the damage to your little head was too deep. I want you to know that I am still crying and that I miss you so much.

You were my first pet and will never be forgotten by me. As much as I hated it, I miss you biting my computer cables and jumping from my desk to the sofa. If you want to come back some day, I will be here for you.

Love so much.....

-- Alex and Juli

Alsvin - It was the name I found from my Norse Gods of Mythology book. It was the name of one of the horses that drew the Sun God's chariot across the sky. It means "quick-footed"...and boy were you ever. Even when you got sick, the vet said you were the fastest chinchilla she'd ever seen. You never cared much for handling, and even bit me a few times when I tried to pick you up. You were still the neatest animal I had ever owned. I so loved telling people what you were and how neat it was to own a chinchilla. I can still see you flopping around in your dust bowl, trying to get every place that I had touched you.

I don't think it would've been quite so hard in the end if you didn't become so loving to me as you got sicker. I will always remember the feel of you nuzzling up to my neck trying to get warm and laying on my chest, completely content. At least now I know you knew how much I cared for you. I am so sorry I didn't work harder earlier in your life to make you tame enough to handle and I am so sorry if my negligence led to your sickness and infection. You will always have a very special place in my heart. I love you.

-- Mom & Dad

Socrates died the 26th of January, when he was just 11 months old. He became the father of two beautiful babies three days before he died. Those last three days he sat alone and was very unhappy, so we decided to let him be castrated. But he didn't make it. We're so sorry, Socrates.

We miss you very much and we'll always remember you. We miss all the nibbling on the walls and doors, the chasing through the livingroom, while you where hiding in a spot were we couldn't find you, and all the peanuts you ate (it must have been thousands). And we loved the way you ate them with your front paws.

We will take good care of your wife, Xanthippe, and the two babies. They also miss you very much.

Bye-bye Socrates, we miss you and we'll see you very soon, we're sure of that...

-- Anneleen, Jolien, Mum and Dad

You were only in our lives for a short time; however, there will not be a day that goes by that we will not think of you. You will be greatly missed. One day we will see you again in Heaven!

We love you!!

-- Mommy and Daddy (Karen and John)

Harley Davidson,

You were the best part of my life and my best friend. I still think about you every day! You were always there for me, and it was so much fun just to watch you run around and play.

When I got married to Tim and went away for a week on my honeymoon, you wouldn't "speak" to me for two days. I wish that I could hold you again, and give a scratch behind the ears, like you loved so much.

I will always love you !!!!

-- Mommy (Lynn)

We love you Alan. We didn't know you for long, but we enjoyed all the time we had with you. We'll miss your finding new places to hide so that we had to spend the evening lying on the floor looking for you. We'll miss tickling you under the chin so you put your little foot in the air and seeing you scuffle in your bath. We'll miss you bouncing off the walls and chasing you round the house when it's bedtime. When we're on the phone we'll miss you jumping on all the buttons if you felt you weren't getting enough attention and chewing through the wire the time it was a horrible conversation so we didn't have to hear it.

We hope you're happy where you are now and that there will always be lots of peanuts.

We love you and we'll always remember you.

-- Dad and Mum (Doog and Jo)
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Courtney was the first Chinchilla I saw and I fell in love with her immediately. She had been used as a breeder and was pretty annoyed at the world. She had a lot of attitude and a lot of style.

She lived with me throughout my university days, even helping with my work by chewing through my computer cable (It took ages for me to work out why the computer wouldn't work, thank god it was unplugged.) She moved back to London with me where I met my wife. My wife and I bought her a boyfriend.

It is seven years later and on New Years Eve, instead of getting ready to celebrate the new millenium, we are in grief, we found her lying on the floor of her cage, breathing erratically, with Jello cuddled up to her. We had her put to sleep as it was the kindest thing to do.

Goodbye Courtney... we miss your squeaks.

-- Joe and Kelda
Jello, Pink and Elvissa

We had so much happiness for the time we spent together.

We will never forget you and hope you live well and happily in heaven.

-- Papa & Mama (Andre & Nico)

Tica was amazing and wonderful and undoubtedly the best little animal I ever had the joy of owning.  He was my special buddy with a very distinct personality. He left me suddenly and I was heartbroken.

He will be remembered always.

-- JL

Taya was always getting into everything, and would try to eat everything. She could always make us smile, even when no one else could (exept Kango her mate). When we could not hear them or they dropped out of sight, we knew they were up to no good. When you would find out what they were up to, they looked like two kids caught with their hands in the cookie jar. And I loved listening to them talk to each other, and looking at them sleep (Kango always slept with his head on her back).

When we found her, she had bitten an electrical cord. We thought we had them all tied back, but somehow she got it. I'm so sorry sweetie. What can you put around them, that if they get it, it will not hurt them? I'm still afraid to let Kango out. You will never know how much your are missed. Kango has so many hours alone now that you are not there to talk to him. It is so hard to find a girl chin for him.

Taya, we love you and miss you so much. You will always be in our hearts and thoughts. Miss you Babe... always. WE LOVE YOU!!

-- Your Family:  Kango 2 yrs old , My son Brennan 7 yrs old, Daddy Bill, and Mommy Corinna.

In memory of Kanga, the greatest chinchilla in the world. You were my first chinchilla and I will always remember you. You were my best friend and the pet I loved so dearly. You knew all my secrets... I shared everything with you.

I buried you in a place I can see every day and on your grave stands a cross. You were the love of my life and can never be replaced. I'm so thankful that you gave me two wonderful babies to remind me of you. Although one has a different owner, the other will always remind me of you.

The pet show on October 17th was the best, but it wasn't worth losing you. I never told you enough that I love you so much.

Now, on my desk, sets a picture of you... a constant reminder. If I get another chin, you will always be my first and no one can take that away from the two of us. Goodbye my Kanga.

-- Teddy Wayne Smith (Teddy and Kanga's Chinchilla Page)

Last September, I lost one of my best friends, my chinchilla, Sasha, very suddenly. One minute, she was playing with her best friend, Mitsy, as they did every night, and the next minute, she was lying in the cage, barely able to move. Over the next few hours, she began having troubles breathing, and eventually stopped breathing altogether. I held her as her wonderful soul left her little body. I will never forgive myself for deciding that an emergency after hours trip to the vet was too expensive. I realize now that I would have sold everything I own to save her.

Sasha was always a bright spot in my day, and Mitsy and I miss her very much. I hope that, as she watches over Mitsy, she can forgive me for not trying harder to keep her here with us.

We miss you, Sasha-bunny.

-- Love Tami & Mitsy

Chico was the sweetest, kindest, most gentle chinchilla I've ever owned. I bought him for my female Chinchilla Chi-Chi (she died last year) so they could have babies. They lived together for two years and they're together right now -- up in that great golden cage in the sky. He just loved every second of his life.

We had to move over the summer and Chico and his new wife Chienne (she's 1 now and deeply depressed) couldn't come along. So they lived with my best friend. I wanted to come and see them but they were always busy. The last time I saw him was on July 4th. I just cried for hours when I heard the tragic news. I told everyone about your death and everyone misses you very, very, very much, especially Chienne, Chilli and Chi-Chers, your new son  that didn't get to say hello to you at all.

I hope that some day I'll see you waiting for me with your cute little self at that big place up in the sky with Chi-Chi, and maybe Chilli your son and Chienne so we can spend all eternity together forever. I'll never forget you, and I'm thinking of you every single day. You made my life a little brighter and you've made so many people wishing you were here. So get your little angel wings on and come down to Earth so you can be by my side again.

I love you Chico Michael-Sebastien Chinchilla!

-- Jeanna Kruse

In fond memory of Desi, my first and oldest chinchilla who enriched my life for the last 7 years. She welcomed me everytime I came home. She would not leave her cage unless I said so even if the door was open in which case she would bite the door in protest. She knew not to chew on anything outside of her cage. She had strong motherly instincts, accepting any baby as her own and cried when she heard other babies nearby.

Desi died on 9/17/98 of intestinal complications. She had to undergo emergency surgery the night before and spent that night next to my pillow not being able to stand upright. Her whiskers would brush my face keeping me on alert throughout the night. The following day x-rays showed her condition was worse, she died shortly afterwards. She was 10 yrs old. She now rests in my garden, under a patch of violets.

I miss you Desi, your 'welcome home's are now only in my memories. I can picture you now rounding up all the baby chin spirits. Take it easy on the raisins sweetie. Love you.

-- Patricia

Eve'y was my first little chilly. When I first saw a chinchilla I knew I had to get one. We saved our money to buy her. I remember bringing her home and feeling guilty about putting my little baby in a cage. She was out constantly and always loved to cuddle and especially when I was feeling sad. We quickly learned that she was afraid of the dark and I went out and bought a nightlight for her. Every Christmas and on her birthday we would give her a present that she would enjoy chewing on. I gave her a stuffed toucan once, and she kept it in her box to play with. She ended up pulling it's eyes off and eating the feet, and eventually ended up removing the wings and most of the stuffing. I remember once trying to take it out of her cage to wash it and she wouldn't let me. After the toucan had lost most of it's limbs I gave her a new toy so I could eventually get rid of the toucan but she promptly tossed the new toy into the corner and ignored it, that's when I decided to leave her toucan alone.

She was spoiled too. Whenever I would hear her cry I would come running to see what the matter was. On one birthday we made the mistake of giving her a bell for her cage, yet another thing she could summon me with, and she was right.

I remember her sleeping (or flopping) on her toucan after she had been playing on the stairs. She would snuggle in my bed and leave little 'presents' that I would have to clean up constantly. I found out the first time I left for an extended time, that she loved me a lot. I was only gone for two weeks but when I returned I found that she wouldn't come out for anyone and was sad the whole time. She was mad when I returned but quickly cuddled again. She was the only chin I've had that would always come right out onto my hands (even if she did have plans of escape once there). And somewhere along the way she aquired a taste for sugar.

We ended up adopting a neglected chinchilla named Dweezle who hated to come out of his cage and wouldn't be nice to anyone for a while. He met Eve because their cages were next to each other, and we finally decided to let them play on the stairs together. They became the best of friends, and would snuggle when I held them both. I never knew how much Dweezle would miss her.

She died suddenly when she was only three of an apparent seizure (a trait her and I share). She has had these seizures before but we failed to recongnize them until it was too late when we were speaking to her vet after she died. When I found her laying on her toucan I thought she was sleeping but soon realized she would never wake up. It was the middle of winter and we were unable to bury her in our yard so we sent her to a farm to be put with many other lost friends, and of course her toucan went with her.

We soon found out that Dweezle was more devestated than anyone, he began biting his fur and acting antisocial again, even when we tried to give him a new mate. Dweezle and I are still mourning the loss of our little baby, and wish she wasn't gone but both of us have recovered. It's sad still though, and sometimes when I'm alone I think and remember my little girl, and all of her old habits.

Eve'y, we still love you very much and regret the pain you went through and wish it hadn't been so bad.

-- Forever, Mommy and Dweezle.

He was the most wouderful pet that you could imagine. When you came home from school or if you had been out he always stood on the top shelf and waited for you to come and give him a kiss. When I was watching the tv he could sit under my hair by my neck for a long time. He just gave me so much love when no one else did.

I will always miss you Grolle Greyleg.

-- Love, Jenny Martensson

I rescued you from a bad previous owner to give you a better life. Didn't realize how ill you were, although you had a good 18 months here. Despite your lack of size, you made up for it with your personality, and your cute looks (spotty nose and all!)

The other chinchillas all miss you too. I buried you at the spot you could see from your cage.

-- Lynne Forsyth

Paisley, my sweet, fiesty daughter.  Affectionately called "Chicken" and given the last name Quickly because of the way you became a little grey blur when you didn't want to go to bed.  I remember the way you wiped your nose with your tiny hands, as if to tell me "that idea stinks" when you didn't like what I was saying.  I miss your stomping little feet, and the way you protected your bunny, and your babies.  I miss how you would sit on my shoulder, scoping out the best way to get on top of that dresser.  I swear you had a knowledge of physics I could never hope to rival.

You were my spirited "monster child"  and I see glimpses of that same spirit in the two beautiful babies you blessed us with, just before you left so "quickly" and unexpectedly. They can never replace you, but knowing that they are part of you helps to ease our pain.  Thank you.

We think of you every day.  May you come back to this planet as the human you always thought you were.  We love you.

-- Your mommies, Gina and Renee

Our baby Knight stayed with us from September 7th to 22nd. He was a very special and tame black chinchilla. I fell in love with him at the very first sight and brought him home to join the family (we have 5 other standard grey chins). He was just learning to hop around the bathroom and could stay in my lap for long periods. Two days ago he fell in the tub and couldn't get himself out. I NEVER leave my chins alone, that is, walking without supervision. But that night, I must have left his cage open and that was it. It was quite a shock to find him yesterday morning with no life and these are being really hard days for me and my husband. He was still a baby and I'll never forgive myself for not being there for him when he most needed me. It's not like it's my first chinchilla, I have many others and I know EVERYTHING about taking good care of them - and, unfortunately, I made this mistake - a no-way-back one... I went to the same place I got him from and immediately bought another one. He can never be replaced, though... I will always love him and feel sorry for the suffering he must have gone through... My chins are like my own children to me and my husband and next week I'm going to make a tatoo after him.

I'm sorry, my baby... although it doesn't help - at all... Rest in peace... and, please, forgive me.

-- Patricia Müller

Dippy came to me in 1992, a rescue from animal control in Florida.  His previous owners were raising him and others for their pelts, he was the only one to survive, a little trooper all the way!

Dippy had a ground floor cage, with a rabbit for a roommate and perfect view of the dogs.  He loved to snuggle with the bunnies and even sleep on them in the winter!  He loved to challenge the dogs to barking duels and even chomped on their ears when they got too close!  He couldn't stand to snuggle for too long, he needed his space.  But on nights that he would escape and I had given up and gone to bed, I would wake up to find him sleeping soundly on my stomach or chest, the little booger!

I loved him dearly and will miss him very much.

Anyone who owns a Chinchilla knows that they are very fragile once something goes wrong.  Dippy started out with an overgrown back molar.  It caused an infection and caused him to stop eating.  The vet treated his teeth and the infection, but because of the change in diet, and the time when he was not eating at all, Dippy became malnourished.  This quickly led to respiratory disease all within the span of one week I lost my baby. 

I will always remember my little booger as the independent brat he could be, and the sweet little snuggler too.

Dippy, I will miss you, and I love you.

-- Becky

My little guy is gone now, and words cannot express how I feel. His passing has left a great big empty hole in my heart. He was special to us, an he will be missed more than I can say.

I love you Willy, and I always will!

-- Cat

Although he was very young still, Arthur had a pretty cute background :

He was the last to be born from a litter of three. His mom was too tired when he was coming out that when she tried  to help him out she grabbed him by the tail and accidentally bit it off so that he only had half a tail left :-)

Despite from that he was a wonderful chin, always so friendly, with a confused look on his face. The doggy attitude kind of chin. But unfortunately on a hot summer night we made the mistake of letting the chins out for a run and discovered too late Arthur lying on the floor dying.

We managed to save his girlfriend but couldn't save him. We actually didn't know what was going on. I guess we learned the hard way that HEAT IS DEADLY for chins. So please do not let them go for a run, bathe them, leave the wheel in the cage or anything that would require efforts for them when the weather is too hot. I would advise you to check this page out : www.dreamscape.com/kessler/. You can find a medical page where there is an article about heat and how to save your chinchilla from it.

We love Arthur and miss him deeply. He was a great loss for us. May The Dude rest in peace :-)

-- Virginia and Cyrus

Though you were with us for only 3 weeks, you brought so much fun, laughter, happiness and joy to us. We are sorry for the pain and suffering which we know you went through but you were so determined to live that you always never showed all that pain.

We miss you dearly and we will always love you.

-- Juliana Lam & Anthony Thang

I considered Tim my son.  I loved him more than any pet I'd ever had before.  I'll never forget when he was running around in the bathroom while I was having a bath, and his back legs slipped into the bath.  He jumped out, and started to make his screaming noise and then he went and fell in again.  I'll never forget how his favorite place to be was under my bed and if he escaped I'd always find him there.  Tim was the best friend I ever could have asked for.  Tim died of intestenal problems because his old owners only fed him hamster food.  He was three when he died.

-- Sarah Morgan

Guy was a beautiful black velvet who really got me interested in breeding chins. - he was such a love.  He adored being rubbed on his neck - he could stand up for hours to be petted.  Thankfully, I have a son and daughter of his - although neither are as affectionate as he was - though I now have his grandkids - who are loves (so his beautiful disposition lives on). 

Guy is dearly missed - even three years later. 

-- Barb Alton

CHILLY WAS A SWEET LITTLE BUDDY WHO WAS MY BUDDY HE SUDDENLY DIED WHEN I POKED HIM AND I AM SAD

-- Barn

Thank you for bringing me so much happiness and providing me with a beautiful son.  Thank you for bringing Griffith so much happiness and for providing him with a wonderful son.  He and I miss you every day.  I am giving him lots of love and attention for you.

-- Serena Goldyne

Thank you for being a presence in my life. I am sorry for any pain and suffering you may have indured.  Be sure that I will do what I can to research liver failure in chinchillas and a way to detect it early enough to avoid pain and suffering.  Fred and I miss you. You will not be forgotten. 

-- Serena Goldyne

I bought Douglas on 12th August 1990, he was around a year old then, second hand from a petshop, the previous owners hadn't cared for him fully....I fell for him cos he was sitting looking out of his cage, front paws on the bars, with a toffee stuck to the top of his head...courtesy of previous owner!!

Dougie helped me thro a first abusive marriage, he was the first thing I took with me when I left my exhusband. Always there for me when I needed him, he never failed me, I loved him so much.

There are so many things that I miss so much about Dougie, little things that made him the special character that he was.....but these are a few of them: - the way he would nibble my finger if I stopped tickling him to make me start again, the way he winked with his right eye, the way he twanged on his bars to get attention to come out of his cage, the way he got so stubborn when he didn't want to go back in his cage.....he would be pushed along the floor on his 2 front legs like a little wheelbarrow refusing to move!!!, the way he got so excited about treats and how he loved McDonalds sweet & sour and barbecue sauces...., the way he would jump on the walk-around phone just to make it bleep, and keep on doing it.........the way he would pull socks into his cage if in winter they were airing on the radiator at the side of his cage.....and of the way he loved to snuggle against the radiator......and to sunbathe too if the sun came through the window...... the way he used to like helping to open his own christmas present.....the way he was such a placid little friend to Captain Beaky our budgie......he would let the bird go in his cage, let Beaky pull his whiskers and never flinch.......

But most of all I miss him just for being Douglas......my little fur baby........he gave me and my family so many years of happiness, so much love......I will never forget him and will always love him.

-- Gail Tomlinson