It is with a heavy heart and tear soaked face that I ask the bridge greeters to watch for Bob. He was only 4 years old and was a dark chocolate with freckles on his nose. He loved to climb everything and anything and was especially fond of Cheerios. His human Mom And Dad loved him so very much and tried so hard to help him beat diabetes but we just couldn't seem to get him under control. How hard it was to watch our wild weasel go from non-stop to just being so tired he didn't want to get up. From the little pig at the food bowl to not being able to tempt him with anything. I would also like to express my heartfelt thanks to Dr Ramsill (sp?) in Oregon for everything she did from giving advice to just no hanging up when Bob's sugar bottomed and he became nearly comatose and I called the only one I knew hysterical. My other special thanks to Dr Snyder of LA for doing the very best he could and not being afraid to take on the care of this wild man weasel. We have had a lot of fuzzies over the years but Bob was so special. We had him cremated and a special urn obtained so that one day all my little bank robbers will be together again. Kim Trusty and the rest of the former Coffee Creek Gang- sadly missing one of our bandits Bob [Posted in FML 5704]