Today is appropriate for this little one's death.  Posey whom Pam adopted
out back in 1994.  Posey was one of those petite MF DEW girls but was
missing half a jaw from an run in with an electrical wire when she was
young.  Ms. Posey was definately the matriarch of my ferret family.  She
demanded respect from all the ferrets to get out of her sack by squealing
loudly.  Posey really took a shinning to my boy Fergie, whom sadly passed
over a year ago.  I can't find the date I started fostering Posey and her
friend Violet.  But it has been approximatley 4 years.
 
She went appropriately today Christmas Eve to be with the angels.  She went
as she deserved too, Quickly.  She has been the first one up at the crack
of dawn waiting on her duck soup, even though she is blind.  She was always
full of spunk until last night.  It took everything she had to eat her
duck.  This morning was even worse.
 
I know she is at Rainbow bridge, hopefully with a full jaw and eyesight,
squealing away at whomever doesn't let her have her sack.  I hope she
finds Fergie in it.
 
Faith
[Posted in FML issue 2908]