Since we have had people coming in and out of the house so often, and Sam's tendency to suck people in for a scratch and then take their fingers off at the neck, he has been on holidays at Grandma and Papas. Mum came home last night and told us that poor Sam had moved on over the rainbow bridge and we would never hear him tell us "what ya doin?" again. Poor Sam. He apparently let out a sqwark, fell off his perch and passed away. Grandma went to see what was going on and got a shock. And Grandma and Papa's furry football Smudge has been upset by it as well, she keeps going to Sam's cage to see where he has gone.
Sorry to see you go Sam. Spread your wings and fly free feathered friend. It will be so very quiet around here without you.
Sorry to see you go Sam. Spread your wings and fly free feathered friend. It will be so very quiet around here without you.
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