The Squirrel's Drey is empty

and my heart is heavy. Tonight, Bennie moved to his new home. And even though he appears to be quite happy, digging in and eating dirt, and running around as well as a crip can, it was very sad to come back to a house that will no longer echo with the scampering feet of Benjamin. Oh Bennie, it was a great 3.5 years with you. I hope that you stay healthy. I'm certain that he understood what was happening, because when it was getting to be bedtime for squirrels, he looked at me out of his nest box hole, for about 30 seconds, and then crawled inside. I opened it up, patted his little furry head, and then left. I hope that I'm doing the right thing.