Yesterday night my Chinchillia Finch Died...
A person in my imediate family had accedently stepped on my baby, my Finch. He was not even with me an entire year and he was just barely over a year old, he was still very young. He was my baby.
I was planing on getting a ball for him to run around the house in so he could explore more in a few weeks. In several months I was going to get him a friend, another Chinchillia, so he wouldn't be so lonly when I was not there. In a few years I would have taken him with me to college so I someone to greet me when I would walk through the door. And now he is gone.
He is dead, my baby.
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