I bravely left my mum and 2 siblings when I was a mere 5 weeks old. It a a little frightened but wide awake observing. I traveled a lot exploring my new world. First I was in an apartment then a big house next to a park with a big garden. I chased foxes away, kept the house safe and sound, fought off intruders, like big cats and dogs that chased me I chased them too. I loved chasing mice, ducked many magpies and noisy minors but always enjoyed catching gekos, lizards and butterflies. I loved climbing the tallest trees and my best foods were treats. I was taken ill with Pythorax which made it very hard to breath... it was so uncomfortable, I did not want to eat or drink not even my treats. It was a short time when I was at the vet that placed me in oxygen tank and later I felt a warm sensation and fell asleep. I am with God now, where I am healthy and have no pain and lots of energy chasing butterflies...