He leaves behind a lifetime of memories and lots of food particles and stolen pieces of paper under the bed. He spent many a night sleeping underneath bedsheets and frequently next to our feet. He probably ran farther with pieces of food in his mouth bigger than his head than any other rat that I've known, granting he had the liberty of the hallway whenever we were home.
When we lived in CA, Fuzzy was notorious for using Post-It Notes, pens, and five $20 bills as bedding in his igloo. He also found shelter in my used helmets and was often seen sticking his head out of them whenever he smelled freshly cooked pasta in the kitchen. A food conniseur, he has enjoyed tasty samplings of meat, poultry, fish, bread, pesto pasta, and the giant strawberry or piece of cookie for desert. He loved root beer and would often sample some whenever we popped a bottle open. He also had this thing for Thin Mints and gum that I'll never understand.
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| Fuzzy gets his own root beer. Sort of. |
To see some of his shenanigans from some of his better days, visit http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.654979344015.2337901.3402780&l=7d70f0c938&type=1
To see him steal stuff off my old video-editing desk in CA, visit http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uUvAo3MhioQ.
And, just to watch nibble "cheese," visit http://youtu.be/5KHq0IvsQGA.
Looks like he won't have to beg for his favorite strawberry-favorite yogurt drops; he's got them by the bucket wherever he is now. :)
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| Fuzzy chills out, like usual...wrinkles and all. |
