Hello all, well it has happened again. Bridge greeters please watch for Jessie James, he is a white fuzzy with black eyes. Jessie was diagnosed with cancer 6 months ago and he just didn't respond to his meds this round. Originally he did, his fur grew back all thick and furry, but this time he just continued to get weaker and weaker. He passed away on April 16th. Jessie was one of the first ferrets that I ever had and he had the patience of a saint. He didn't fuss (much) when I learned to trim nails and clean ears. I didn't fuss too much when he hid my car keys. He never really liked any kind of treat but he loved PopTart wrappers, how could you be a ferret and not. They are all shiny and crinkly and smell delicious. When we cleaned out his hidey hole we found a multitude of the wrappers, keys and the cardboard center of toilet paper. One mans trash etc... I learned so many things from him and his brother Frank (of course) things like, it doesn't matter how crummy the day is it will be better with a little weasel dancing and a lovely game of blanket riding. He was always a loner prefering to sleep alone. As he rides off into the sunset to cross the Rainbow bridge I just want him to know that I will miss him so very much and that a little part of my soul travels with him. Kim Trusty [Posted in FML 6308]