After two days of fanatic care we lost FrostByte. It was too small to survive. It was loosing weight, developed jaundice and his breath grew laboured – the feeds we were giving perhaps did not contain the nutrients and antibodies that are necessary for such a small squirrel baby to survive.
Sunday 9.30 AM it stopped fighting for life.
We buried it in the garden while Aasim was away attending his Tabla lessons, he came back, was sad, but took it well. Since then he is placing a small flower everyday at the place where we buried FrostByte.