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Percy, our little adopted dwarf who was ill with diabetes, very disturbed and unhappy. He bit us any chance he got and we loved him dearly. We found ways of giving him some happiness. Percy loved to fly in his mug. All around the room, going up and down, with us making airoplane noises. We knew that he wouldn't grow old so spent a lot of time with our little Percy. I sat with him the night he died peacefully at 13 months old.

