We adopted Rex at 9 weeks old and we just adore him. We had him for about a week when he developed a virus, cause still unknown. He is bouncing back slowly, but let me tell you---it is rough to watch a little creature suffer and not know how to help him. Even worse when your children are looking at you with sad eyes and asking, "Mom, is he going to die?" He is being treated at the place that we adopted him from and we hope to have him home soon. My Dad in his Thoreau-esque nature, said: "I will go outside right now and throw a stick in the river for him." I love that.