We lost Cinnamon the guinea pig last night. The boys were upset, of course, but recognized that he's at least 5 years old, which is pretty old for a small animal.
Some of you might remember the day we got him and his friend, Rusty. Cinnamon always was a gutsy little guy. Right after I snapped this picture, he nibbled on Thor's nose. Poor Thor just looked like someone hurt his feelings. He's always kindly to smaller creatures (virtually all of us).
And when the boys took Cinnamon and Rusty outside to graze, Thor sat right near them, to make sure no one disturbed his boys and their little critters.
Remember when Dan gave Cinnamon a carrot? Thor had hurt feelings and had to have a carrot, too. It made us all laugh. Cinnamon calmly kept munching.
RIP, wee Cinnamon. I hope you find lots of sweet, green grass across the Rainbow Bridge.