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Cinder's Ashen Grace

Cinder's Ashen Grace

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P PawAngel December 10, 2025

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Birth Date
Rainbow Bridge Day
Place of Passing (City)
Age at Passing:
2 years 8 months 15 days
❤️ Nature & Soul
Cinder was energetic, bold, and incredibly agile despite his bad paw. He recognized his human family and would greet them with excited chirps. He was a hoarder, burying nuts in plant pots and forgetting most of them. His personality was pure, unadulterated squirrel—a blend of nervous energy, cleverness, and sudden bursts of courage.
⭐ Special Memory
The most hilarious memory is the 'Great Bird Feeder Heist.' We had a 'squirrel-proof' feeder. Cinder studied it for days. One morning, he executed a plan: he leaped from the roof, landed on the feeder pole, hung upside down, and manipulated the weight-sensitive perch with his good paw, spilling seeds everywhere. He then sat on the ground, eating his prize, looking immensely pleased with his engineering prowess.
🐾 Favorite Things
Peanuts, birdseed heists, running power lines, burying treasures
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Celebrating a rescued gray squirrel whose acrobatic feats and fearless curiosity turned our backyard into a high-wire circus.

Cinder fell from his nest as a pink, hairless infant. We raised him with the intent to release, but a malformed paw made him non-releasable. He had a large outdoor cage but spent most days free in the yard, returning for nuts and safety. He'd run power lines like tightropes, leap impossible distances between trees, and scold the cat from a safe branch. The oak tree is missing his chattering commentary, the flash of his gray tail as he descended head-first down the trunk, and the gentle weight of him taking a peanut from between fingers.

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