At 00.29 on 21 December my little Tink popped his head out of his nest and wobbled over to see me. I let him out and put him on my bed, he was breathing very quickly and the few steps he managed were very wobbly. Within minutes he was foaming blood from his nose and mouth
Mum thinks he haemorraged somewhere
Sweet dreams precious boy, you were so special. Helped me smile when I was down, shared your love so freely. I love you so much, you will always be in my heart. I can't sleep because I miss the bar chewing
