I am numb as I write this. My sweet little 3 year old deer head boy has left me to cross the Rainbow Bridge. I have been helping my daughter move and babysitting her kids, so I have been gone for several hours each day, well yesterday I returned home to find my little boy had passed away. I don't know why, he was acting completely normal in every way, it was an awful shock. We buried my baby and I am trying to get past this. It is so hard. I still have his brother, Rico and his sister, ChiChi and I adore them, but I still keep expecting my Napoleon to come and jump in my lap and kiss me. . . he was always such a happy, bouncy little man. My heart is broken.