Wicket

Today we had to have our sugar glider, Wicket put to sleep. We have had him for nine years now, but he recently got a tumor that made him really sick. We got him back in Denver when Starla was working at a pet store. They got this new animal in and Star just fell in love with him and had to have him. When we moved to NYC, we had to leave him with my parents in Wyoming. The next time we went back to Casper, my mom sewed me up a little pouch and I smuggled him in my pants on the airplane back. This was pre 9-11 so security wasn't quite as nuts as it is now, but still I could probably have gotten in quite a bit of trouble from it. Anyways, it is sad when pets die... :(

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