I got Pip for my eleventh birthday, and he was the sweetest companion. He loved to snuggle and run around his cage. Later in life, as his mental health deteriorated, he often acted disoriented, but still had loads of fun. In his last days, I remember making a toy out of a cardboard tube and a tissue. He had so much fun, and got his head stuck in it! I'll miss you, and hope to reunite someday.