There's been a lot of death-talk going on in this blog lately.
And unfortunately, this post is going to be more of the same.
Goodbye, mouseling. I loved you so much. You were an amazing mouse. You were always willing to come onto my hand and nibble my fingers or eat a treat. You were old, and it was your time to go, but I wish I could have had even just one more day with you healthy, running around your cage like you did before you got sick. I don't know what killed you, whether it was old age or something more sinister. But I hope that you weren't in pain and you died peacefully in your sleep.
Sweet dreams, Martha. I hope that you and Ace are together somewhere.
I'm not going to put a picture in because Martha hated being photographed, but she was a beautiful mouse and she will be missed.