Late this afternoon, we discovered that one of our gerbils, Bilbo, wasn't doing too well. He hadn't been completely himself since January, but he was really bad today: not very responsive, and showing no interest in any attempts we - or his gerbil brother, Baggins - were making to get him to interact with us.
As the evening wore on, he got worse, despite the best efforts of Kelly, myself, and Baggins. Then, a few moments ago, we found he'd slipped in to that final sleep... The one that would take him across the rainbow bridge.
Goodbye, little gerbil pal. You were a good gerbil, and you will be missed.
January 6th 2014 - April 19th 2016