A little over 3 years ago I bought my first 3 fuzzies from a person who
didn't have the time to take care of them any more.  The last of those
three past away yesterday.  He had been eating and seemed ok but was gone
yesterday afternoon.  I suspect a heart attack, maybe.  We have 16 other
fuzzies that we care for now (many of them are rescues) but it doesn't
matter how many you have.  It always feels like a hole has been punched
is your heart.  My wife Linda and I are going to miss Bandit for a long
time.
 
Debbie, keep a eye out for our Bandit, please?
 
Sadly.........Duane
With all the people I know, I still prefer the company of ferrets.
[Posted in FML issue 4113]