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]