Molly Coddle had a stroke this morning at about 4 am. She died about 4:10 in my arms. So goes the first and original, the one and only. She was so loved but now she is leaping and war dancing with her own soul mate Maggie. She was a wonderful ferret ambassador and welcomed all my new fur children. She was my little grandma ferret. I know that she passed on from my loving arms to the loving arms of her creator. But they still ache for this very special little girl. I miss her. She had just turned 9 beautiful years old. Diana and The ferret farm [Posted in FML issue 3037]