i woke up to see him on the wheel running so i went back to sleep... to only seeing him tipped over 45* wide-eyed... I.. think he died of old age, it was almost his 2nd birthday, march 14... I picked him up feeling that fragile body of his: cold and lifeless.. at first, he came from my aunt's friend of mine, he had a brother, 3 months older than him (he died last december). His cage was a small amber colored one, only big enough to fit a slide, some bedding and a food bowl. I got him and not his brother probably because my little sister wanted the bigger cage (it was a house design was windows and a red colored base) He came into my home and the first thing i fed him was my lettuce leaves i was growing, i named him cotton and my little sister (i forgot), then we changed it to Shiro and Toppokki. before he died i saw symptoms of him aging like: walking slower, sleeping longer, he kept biting me for some reason, his left foot was not working and he didn't want to eat solid food. yesterday i let him run around the room for some time, and dam was he fast *laughs turns into cries*.. he was very active when i took him out, he squeaked alot in the cage which was abnormal.. anyway i dont know what else more to add to this essay soo say your condolences to Shiro..he didn't shriek much, he squeaked alot tho, he liked lettuce and seeds as much as burrowing, loved to run, slept for hours and etc.. okay bye imma go and continue to be on the sosc now, i will know tommorow there wont be a biting squeaking lil man with me anymore...
