It is with a heavy heart that we add this post to the longlist of those
who have gone before.
 
Today, as a result of the findings of exploratory surgery and the
recommendation of the vet, Custard, known to her loved ones as
Cussieweezil was helped across the rainbow bridge, due to a massive
infection in her abdominal cavity.  she had been making good progress
during the last week, but sadly having fought so long and so bravely, it
was just too much for one little girl to cope with.  Everyone who met her
was captivated by her petite beauty, and sweet and gentle nature, she
really was "a lover not a fighter".  She leaves a void in our business
that is impossible to fill.
 
She was just 2 years old and leaves behind her a very confused sister
Rhubarb (Biteyweezil), and cagemates Skweek(Skweekyweezil), and special
playmate Bubbles (da big ol Warweezil), who bravely and unflinchingly
donated his blood for surgery today
 
We have to ask Sandee to look out for our baby girl she may still be a
little short of fur here and there, but she is a hooded sable with a
liking for roast chicken (it has to be cooked for her she is fussy about
that) as well as the usual furotone and raisins.  she like to play in
anything tha crackles or rattles but isnt too sure about tubes.  she
doesnt mind hammies but prefers a folded towel that she can burrow into.
 
Look after her for us, she has no one at the bridge unless she hooks up
with the lab/retriever named Bruno or the cats Benji and Tuppence (Cussie
isnt at all afraid of cats) all of whom passed a few years back
 
Tell her Daddy and Unkie Lee miss her so very much and she will always be
in our hearts, but we understand that she had to go and its ok, we have
told the others and they seem to understand we all hope her tummy is all
better now she is there.
 
we all sat down and wrote a poem about our girl she was special.
 
Cussieweezil
 
You gave so much so freely, in your special little way
 
Until the time arrived that you would have to go away
 
Your voice now stilled forever your eyes no longer see
 
No longer will my baby girl, wardance her way round me
 
The gift you gave so freely in your loving litle way
 
Will stay with us forever, it did not die this day
 
We lost our Cussieweezil, fate said it must be so
 
A brief farewell, a tender kiss, and then you had to go
 
So rest in peace my baby, safe now from the pain
 
Nothing now can hurt you, you can be free again
 
Our little Custard angel, well miss you every day
 
And always will regret the fact you had to go away
 
Cris, Lee & Bubbles Skweek and Rhubarb.
[Posted in FML issue 3826]