Well gang, it happened again.  Just after I ask for help and get a diagnosis
from a vet.  Ferris died this morning.  I am kind of in shock because when I
got up to feed her at 5am, she ate out of my hand like she was getting
better.  Maybe she just wanted to please me or something, I don't know.
 
Anyway, my baby Baloo is taking her appointment for this afternoon instead.
He will be getting a full work over and tested for anything that needs to be
tested for.  He will be alone for a while.  But we may just get someone to
keep him company soon.
 
For now, I think we will just have to have one fuzzie in the house for a
while.  That's life I guess.
 
-MsPea (Who wishes fuzzies could tell you what is wrong.)
[Posted in FML issue 1793]