On March 12th I gave Dallas the last gift I could....the gift of Death.
 
In June of 2001 Dallas was diagnosed with Lymphosarcoma.  A week later
Taylor become very ill and was diagnosed with cancer.  I had to help her
over the bridge.  Now my two babies are together and health and I'm a
mess.  I started putting their things away today.  It is harder than I
thought.  I can't wash their beds because I miss their scent, nor can I
give away their toys.  (They were both buried with their favorite ones.)
If someone could tell me what to do with their food and treats it would
be very helpful.  I called my local animal shelter but they rarely get
ferrets.  I would be willing to ship it to a ferret shelter if you didn't
mind it being opened.  If you are interested please e-mail me.
 
Please hold your fuzzies a little closer tonight and give them kisses.
For the first time in 8 years I don't have a fuzzy to hold or kiss.
 
Gina
[Posted in FML issue 3732]