I hate to have to tell this...I almost did not tell about it at the beginning simply because I was afraid this would be the outcome. But Clover died this morning while I was holding him. He had not ate much yesterday....and this morn when I got up to feed him, he was so cold, even though I still had the heating pad in his cage. I held him trying to snuggle him and get him warm but he died while I was cuddling him to me. I could feel the congestion in his chest.
I had the thought where I wondered if he caught what I had, but I know when Roger first brought him to me, I did not think he would live cause he coughed a time or two and I felt it in his little chest. I was really beginning to think he just might make it, but I never felt sure. He was just so tiny. And just a couple days ago, so alive. It was hard to get him to be still long enough to eat.
The day has sure seemed empty without him....
