So my beardie died today.
Buzz Lightyear, you were a weird little dude who slept 22 hours a day and really liked it when it rained (not that it rains much in west Texas). You made a surprising amount of silly faces and you liked snoozing on my chest when I read or dicked around on the computer. You were a cutie pie despite being the antithesis of fluffy. I still have no idea if you were a big girl or a little guy, and I have no concrete evidence as to how you got so sick so fast, but that doesn’t really matter.
Gonna miss you, little dude.

So my beardie died today.

Buzz Lightyear, you were a weird little dude who slept 22 hours a day and really liked it when it rained (not that it rains much in west Texas). You made a surprising amount of silly faces and you liked snoozing on my chest when I read or dicked around on the computer. You were a cutie pie despite being the antithesis of fluffy. I still have no idea if you were a big girl or a little guy, and I have no concrete evidence as to how you got so sick so fast, but that doesn’t really matter.

Gonna miss you, little dude.