Just for the record, he was still a baby. Weighed about 100 g.

My hubs and I are in disagreement over the 'necessity' of having the necropsy done. He feels it's a fluke, that there was some congenital thing and there's no point as it won't bring him back.

I feel like I *must* know. If there is something I did wrong... So yeah. We're at a bit of an impasse there.

And I miss having him around. His little mustached nose poking at me. **sigh**