Molly Coddle had a stroke this morning at about 4 am. She died about 4:10
in my arms. So goes the first and original, the one and only. She was so
loved but now she is leaping and war dancing with her own soul mate Maggie.
She was a wonderful ferret ambassador and welcomed all my new fur children.
She was my little grandma ferret. I know that she passed on from my loving
arms to the loving arms of her creator. But they still ache for this very
special little girl. I miss her. She had just turned 9 beautiful years
old.
Diana and The ferret farm
[Posted in FML issue 3037]