He was tiny little man.  Always a trooper.  So giving.  So loving.  And so very small.  He was with us only a short time but has left us with with so many memories.  Your short life has left us with so many questions.  Why?  Why did you have to be so small?  Why did your cage have to be dirty and why did your mother have to leave your cage in the sun?  Probably most painful of all... Elliot, why did you have to be wearing your fur coat on that fateful day?  We love you.  We miss you.  Our lives are empty without you.