It is with a very heavy heart that I have to tell you that my old man sammy went to the bridge wednesday night. He was old and had been severely abused when I rescued him. He had good days and bad but there were alot more good ones. My local vet even though he is not a ferret expert, but is willing to research things and at least give it a try said that as long as he wasnt in any pain and still had good days just let him be. Well I thought he was having a good day, and he was but something changed while I was at work. By the time I got home he couldnt walk at all, and was barely breathing. I scooped him in his fav sleepy sack and just carried him around with me every where. I kept telling him about the rainbow bridge and that I understood that it was his time. I also told him how much I loved him and would miss him. All the time i am scritching his nose, because he loved that. I leaned down and kissed him on the top of his little head and he licked my nose and then he just went limp. It was as if he waited for me to come home from work so he could tell me goodbye. I know I should be relieved that he is no longer suffering and can run and bounce like other ferrets, but I just miss him soooooooo much. When he left he forgot to tell my which hidey hole he put my heart in. My son and all his frineds were with us when he died. Here are all these tough macho football jocks crying their eyes out over a fur ball. They dug a little grave for him and we buried him in his favorite sleepy sack, and with his stuffed toy. Their time with us is just too short. The local nursing home where I work (and sammy did to letting all the people pet him and walk him) called me in today, because the residents had all made me a sympathy card and made a little wreath for sammys grave. Well I have to go no as I cant see through all the tears. I knew all of you would understand and thanks for listening. Robin [Posted in FML issue 3813]