RIP, My Sammy

My darling Sammy, named after Sam Winchester, of course.
I lost him a little over a month ago. I had only had him for a few weeks, but he was the sweetest little guy. I still miss him so much. Damn sweetheart scarred me for life too. I held him as he died. I don't think I've ever cried so hard in my life. I'm getting better at greiving. I like to think of the silly things he did, like when his cagemate would run. Sam would either run with him then randomly stop and get flung around a lil, or when he'd try to run at the same time on the *outside*.