The slinky six are now down to the fab five. Bandit has left us. I knew that she was terminal; she had had insulinoma for about nine months. Last night my daughter took her out of her hammock so I could give her the second Prednisone dose of the day, and she was limp. I thought that she was sleeping-not-dead, but she couldn't be roused. We tried sugar water on her gums, but it soon became obvious that she had gone in her sleep. I knew that her energy had been lessening over the past week, but thought that she would be around for at least another few weeks. She had taken her first dose in the morning, and was eating her mush when I went to work. I KNOW that she wasn't in any pain; we were all home and in the living room when she must have passed. If she had made ANY sound we would have heard her. Her gums, nose and pads were all totally white. My guess is that the cancer that had attacked her pancreas had finally compromised another organ or a blood vessel, and she bled out internally. Good bye little girl, you will be missed. Melodyt and the fab five -- Melody Tomaszewicz Holdings Record Maintenance Team Leader New Brunswick Libraries Distributed Technical Services Rutgers University Email: [log in to unmask] Phone: (732) 445-3856 ext. 313 ,',', __ \ `'`,' \ ()o=; `'`','`/ .. \/ / ( / \ "/ \(_ \(_ "Eagles may soar, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines." [Posted in FML 5463]