Last night my beautiful boy Cubby Bear passed to the bridge after
a, thankfully, brief battle with cancer. He was diagnosed with an
abdominal mass after a significant weight loss was noted. I had the
option of making the dreaded decision as he was only eating and
drinking small amounts but he made the decision for me and passed
peacefully surrounded by his two loving cage mates. It was the way I
wanted it for him. He was just a kit when I got him and could dook
and war dance with the best of them. He told me he was anxious to
meet the infamous Princess pepper before he left,

May they both fly high and dance in the sky tonight....

Marla

[Posted in FML 5868]