I thought I would share this with all the shelter folks and ferret owners
alike, it has a long story behind it about Jazz, that I wrote in our
newsletter but that is long so I will share the poem with you for now.
 
Shelter Ferret
Stephanie Sheme April 1996
 
I wish someone would tell me
what I have done wrong.
Why I am always caged up
and left all alone.
 
They seemed so glad to have me
when I was a kit
We'd romp and play all day,
I would not tire a bit.
 
They agreed to care for me and train me,
for I was their friend,
They swore they'd never leave me
they'd love me until the end.
 
But now they have no time
All knew friends I suppose,
You see all I asked for was love,
why that was not enough lord only knows.
[Posted in FML issue 1669]