Sparky loves to walk along the brick edging in my parents back yard, like a balance beam. Mom says he falls off all of the time.

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“That wasn’t a fall. That was a planned dismount, and I’ll have you know I stuck the landing.”

His tail is thinning out, and starting to plume a bit.  This is making mom nervous that he’ll grow an ugly rat-tail with stray hairs growing out of it.  I told her to be patient; it may grow in.