When I went to feed Chaucer this morning, he was very quiet and still, and wouldn't eat anything. When he did move, he was moving funny, so I picked him up, and as soon as I did, I knew he was on his way out. I just held him and kept him warm, petting him and having my last time snuggling with him. Within in an hour or so, he was gone. He never
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