Dexter

by Sarah

My baby Dexter was a gift to me from my grandmother. He was the sweetest baby, and he made everyone fall in love with him. My grandmother hated all things rodent, but two months later, she was letting Dex crawl on her shoulders, snuffle at her hair, and lay on her chest. My grandmother passed away on Christmas of 2014, and Dex passed on December 27th of 2014. My grandmother and my last reminder of her, both gone within 2 days. Dex was just over two when he died, and I screamed when I saw him in his cage like that. It was horrible. I feel so sorry for anyone else who ever had to suffer through something like that.

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