Today is appropriate for this little one's death. Posey whom Pam adopted out back in 1994. Posey was one of those petite MF DEW girls but was missing half a jaw from an run in with an electrical wire when she was young. Ms. Posey was definately the matriarch of my ferret family. She demanded respect from all the ferrets to get out of her sack by squealing loudly. Posey really took a shinning to my boy Fergie, whom sadly passed over a year ago. I can't find the date I started fostering Posey and her friend Violet. But it has been approximatley 4 years. She went appropriately today Christmas Eve to be with the angels. She went as she deserved too, Quickly. She has been the first one up at the crack of dawn waiting on her duck soup, even though she is blind. She was always full of spunk until last night. It took everything she had to eat her duck. This morning was even worse. I know she is at Rainbow bridge, hopefully with a full jaw and eyesight, squealing away at whomever doesn't let her have her sack. I hope she finds Fergie in it. Faith [Posted in FML issue 2908]