Well gang, it happened again. Just after I ask for help and get a diagnosis from a vet. Ferris died this morning. I am kind of in shock because when I got up to feed her at 5am, she ate out of my hand like she was getting better. Maybe she just wanted to please me or something, I don't know. Anyway, my baby Baloo is taking her appointment for this afternoon instead. He will be getting a full work over and tested for anything that needs to be tested for. He will be alone for a while. But we may just get someone to keep him company soon. For now, I think we will just have to have one fuzzie in the house for a while. That's life I guess. -MsPea (Who wishes fuzzies could tell you what is wrong.) [Posted in FML issue 1793]