It is with a very heavy heart that I have to tell you that my old man
sammy went to the bridge wednesday night.  He was old and had been
severely abused when I rescued him.  He had good days and bad but there
were alot more good ones.  My local vet even though he is not a ferret
expert, but is willing to research things and at least give it a try said
that as long as he wasnt in any pain and still had good days just let him
be.  Well I thought he was having a good day, and he was but something
changed while I was at work.  By the time I got home he couldnt walk at
all, and was barely breathing.  I scooped him in his fav sleepy sack and
just carried him around with me every where.  I kept telling him about the
rainbow bridge and that I understood that it was his time.  I also told
him how much I loved him and would miss him.  All the time i am scritching
his nose, because he loved that.  I leaned down and kissed him on the top
of his little head and he licked my nose and then he just went limp.  It
was as if he waited for me to come home from work so he could tell me
goodbye.  I know I should be relieved that he is no longer suffering and
can run and bounce like other ferrets, but I just miss him soooooooo much.
When he left he forgot to tell my which hidey hole he put my heart in.
My son and all his frineds were with us when he died.  Here are all these
tough macho football jocks crying their eyes out over a fur ball.  They
dug a little grave for him and we buried him in his favorite sleepy sack,
and with his stuffed toy.  Their time with us is just too short.  The
local nursing home where I work (and sammy did to letting all the people
pet him and walk him) called me in today, because the residents had all
made me a sympathy card and made a little wreath for sammys grave.
 
Well I have to go no as I cant see through all the tears.  I knew all of
you would understand and thanks for listening.
 
Robin
[Posted in FML issue 3813]