Max was only 2-3 years old, and I named him Max, because he lived life to the Max - and was the maximum ferret, all the way. He fought lymphsarcoma with the same grace, beauty and determination he brought to everything. He had a big heart, and was a big, beautiful loving guy, and will be sorely missed by all of us. Please give him a big welcome, he loved company, the more the merrier. Give him our love - Mom, Dooker, Precious, Sugar, Taz, Peaches and Dudley [Posted in FML issue 3377]