Today, my little dark eyed white named Lillie was euthanized via intracardial injection. She no longer had the strength to live, and would probably have soon died on her own. Although the vet offered to do blood tests as a last ditch effort to save Lillie's life, we all knew it was time. It turns out that Lillie was suffering from more than just calcification of her spine. The vet said that she probably had spinal and/or intestinal tumors, leading to the bloody stool first seen at around five o'clock this morning. I remember when I first met the little snowball, back on October 17th of 2008. My parents and I had gone to Petco for some reason or other and had gotten one of the employees to allow us to play with the ferrets. Lillie was probably around twelve weeks in age, and was unique with her orange-furred tummy, so we brought her home. The orange coloration faded, but not our love. Lillie terrorized my first ferret Zen (and us), until we brought home Chibi, a three-month-old female the following April. Both females were discovered to be deaf last June. With me being totally blind, and Lillie being a rocket, I never formed an extra special bond with her, but loved to listen to her giggle and happy dance. She will be missed by all of us. Now Lillie's an energy ball, along with Zen, and will never be in pain again, and lives with God and Jesus. Lillie is survived by three current cagemates, Frankie, Mischief, and Henry, as well as a former, Chibi. Night night baby ferret who loves me. I love you. You have sweet dreams, and go night night, and don't get lost, or anything. [Posted in FML 7206]