It's with a heavy heart that I said goodbye to Malachi today. I feel like I failed him somehow. I knew when I adopted him that he did start life out pretty rough and was the runt of the litter. He's always been on the weaker side, but was a great companion for Phinehas. It seems like he took a sudden turn in his health in the matter of a couple of days that there just was no coming back from. Both he and Phinehas suffer from chronic upper respiratory problems and the doctor thinks that his body just finally gave out fighting it which caused him to go into liver failure. We could have tried to treat it, but the doctor didn't really give him very good odds and I didn't want him to suffer any further. I'm just so sad and hope Phinehas will be ok.