So this afternoon, moonpie fought as hard as he could and he did not the win the battle with his URI. It was just too much for his little body. I only had him for 5 days but I was so in love with my baby. I saved him, and he probably survived longer than if I would have not picked him up. He passed away in my arms, warm, loved, as comfortable. He’s not suffering anymore, and my parents are letting me bury him on our property. I love you baby moonpie, rest in peace.