My little Mr. Higgins died 5 days ago he didn't even make it to his his second birthday. I was on my way back up to school and he was in his carrying case where he wouldn't be cold. When I got to my apartment at school he was gone. I have a feeling that it was my fault that he died but know accidents happen. When ever I walk into my apartment I still want to say mommy is home Higgly Wiggle and take him out of his bed and let him roll around in his ball. I have also been thinking about all the cute little things he would do. Mr. Higgins will always be in my heart and he was dearly loved by my family at home and by my boyfriend. Over the summer Mr. Higgins would always take naps with my boyfriend on the couch it was the cutest thing in the world.