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From the 1st moment I saw her, I was so taken w/the little silver mitt jill
in my local pet store. She was in w/2 others, but she really stood out in
the crowd. I must have seen 100s of pet store kits, but I was never so
overwhelmingly drawn to one before. I stood my ground & left that little
girl there because I am adamantly opposed to any operation that would sell
an animal without regard to their future welfare.
A few days later I received a call from a young woman who had to give up
her ferret. It was a case of 'I'm 21 yrs old so I can do what I want,
regardless of whether I'm living in my parents house' purchase. Well, her
parents thought otherwise. Now, the day after she bought her, the store
refused to take her back & referred her to me. Wouldn't you know it was
the same store.
I was dreaming to myself that it would be the same little jill I so
desperately wanted to take home every time I went in that store, never
believing I could be that lucky. I couldn't believe my eyes when she
walked in w/her. Through some strange twist of fate she was really mine.
She was just adorable. She had a bright silver coat, mitts all the way
around, a beautifully full snow white bib, & the most endearing sparkling
onyx eyes. She was the perfect addition to any family. She loved &
enchanted everyone, & they her, human or fuzzy alike. There wasn't even a
hint of a scuffle, not a neck grab, or a hiss w/any of my fuzzies. They all
took to her immediately & played w/everyone. She never minded being cuddled
& would shower you w/kisses at every opportunity. She never even went
through a nippy stage. She was always just her sweet lovable self.
Her adrenal surgery was long & drawn out because it was on the back of the
vena cava & she took a long time to come around from the anesthesia. I
should have gone to see her that night. The following morning at 10am she
was having trouble maintaining her body temperature. I should have gone to
her then. I received the call at 11:30 that they had done everything
possible to revive her. She was gone. All I could do now was pick up her
remains. I will always carry the pain & guilt of knowing that I wasn't
there w/her when she passed away. I'll never know if she gave up because I
wasn't there.
I buried my little darling today.
You will always hold a special place in my heart, my dear, sweet little
Anola Gay.
Juliana Quadrozzi
GA Domestic Ferret Association
visit our web page at: http://www.mindspring.com/~jcrow/gdfa/index.html
[Posted in FML issue 2276]
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