Dear Patty,
A little while ago Steve left to have our ferret Weasey put to sleep.  I
just couldn't go.  I wanted to but just couldn't.  Weasey's the one who has
been sickly since the day we brought him home.  He's been having so much
difficulty walking and standing that I usually had to hold him so he could
eat his baby food.  Last Monday I took him in for x-rays and the vet found
that he had 3 or 4 ruptured disks in his back and that at some time before
we had him, he had a broken front leg and a pin put in.  The vet put him on
muscle relaxers but they haven't helped.  I talked to my chiropractor about
him and he gave me a few ideas to try and relieve the pressure on his back.
Nothing seemed to work.  The chiropractor told me yesterday that he has got
to be in pain with those disks.  He has been wetting all over his bedding
and sometimes even walks through his poop because he can't control his
behind.  Today when I got home he looked so awful.  I have been thinking
about this since last week and today I called our vet and said that we just
couldn't stand to see him suffer any more.
 
I know that he will be in a good place and finally free of all the things he
had wrong with him but I am sad.  I have spent almost 2 years taking care of
him and he will be missed.  I had always hoped that someday he would be a
"real" ferret and play but that never happened.  Time will heal and honestly
I guess I am relieved knowing that he doesn't hurt anymore.  I have worried
for two years that he hurt and I didn't know it.
 
I know that all my others before him have welcomed him to the Rainbow Bridge
and that tonight he will sleep peacefully at last.  It is so hard sometimes
letting go when we know we should.  This was so hard to do.  My husband said
that it was even hard for the vet.  They have been through a lot together.
He told Weasey that it was for him that we did this.  He will be missed so
much.  May God Bless my little one and take care of him and may he also
bless all of your fuzzies who are ill.
 
Pat and the Magnificent Eleven (with one little angel)
[Posted in FML issue 2122]