Thank you all so much for your touching letters & cards. I'm glad that Tazzie meant so much to all of you too! He was such a special little guy. I had posted that morning to tell how Tazzie kept his eye out so he could bite the little interloper girl back that bit him on his butt. He was back on his wheels and doing great. There was nothing to let me know that that would be his last day. He slowed down alittle each day tho. I am so glad that he went without all the pain and torture that lympho is known to deal them. Everyone got to kiss him and then I held him and sang to him for about an hour. When he took his last breath I was looking him in his eyes. I saw no pain and I saw no fear. He just looked at me and took a last breath and stopped. That quick, that painless. Sonny died on Memorial day and Tazzie passed on my nephews birthday. My nephew was 27 but had a brain tumor when he was 2. His surgery was a success but his brain then swelled and it ended up to where he stayed like a 1 year old all his life. He couldn't walk, had to wear diapers etc and he passed last month. I think that Tazzie picked Robby's B-Day to pass on. I think they are at the bridge together walking through the grass and kicking up their heels together!! Thinking like this sure helps some with the pain and so does knowing that so many people also loved Tazzie. Tazzie was my little Superman and the ferret diseases was his kryptonite. They didn't beat him though, he went out well loved and ready to go! All the other babies look for Tazzie. He had his favorite places and they always checked up on him and snuggled with him. Some of them are starting to get pretty bad and I think they just know that one of these diseases are going to get them and they compare notes to find out what they need to do to hold this junk at bay for as long as possible. Tazzie was 3 1/2 years old, he weighed 3 1/2 pounds and he is one that I had since he was 6 weeks old. The vets send us the unwanted, diseased etc and we've had most of them for over 5 years. My husband was disabled at work over 5 years ago and we were lucky enough that years ago he had taken out insurance on his wages for if he ever got hurt. Thank God for that! That is how I'm able to stay at home and why he has to. That is why I'll keep taking in the sick and unwanted. I figure that must have been Gods plan! Well, I'm sleep deprived and I THINK I might be starting to ramble so I'm simple going to say thank you all once again for loving Tazzie. He is SO missed! I will start answering all of your cards and letters soon. I just keep re-reading them. They mean so much to me. Lois Missing 8 pieces of my heart holding on tightly to the remaining 16=20 [Posted in FML issue 3861]