I lost Humphrey last night. After I fed him I put him in a piece of fabric as I always had and held him in my hand. He liked to snuggle with me after he ate. He'd nuzzle his nose between my fingers and put his paws up against them and just curl up into a ball. I'm not entirely sure what went wrong. But he's gone.


At least I took more pictures I guess. Put I'm not putting them up yet. Not today. I'm not in the mood to deal with it or people or... much of anything right now. I want to have the capability to sleep. All day.


Damn it.
He was just a little mouse. I only had him for two days. But I'm so upset because he never got to open his eyes and see me. I wanted him to at least live that long. It doesn't feel fair right now. It doesn't feel fair at all.