My Ferret died last night...
Zackary slipped away sometime yesterday evening, his little body gave in, and said it was tired...
Said is was tired fo life, tired of fighting his IBS. He left softly in his sleep, in his blankey tube, that I made him
I whent to pick him up, he was cold. All of a sudden I couldn't look, and I could not breath...
Later Winter put him in a box, everytime I looked at the box I couldn't breath. I got sick, and had to look away or leave the room.
This afternoon, we took him to the vet next to work, where they all know our names, We gave him to the nice lady, who promised we would have his ashes in a few days, maybe a week. Everyone said they where very sorry. It msut be hard...
I skipped school, but when't to work, I just didn't wanna think about it for awhile. Tyler said "you dont seem very chipper this afternoon." I snapped at him, "My ferret died last night." he apologized said he didn't know, I think I hurt his feelings.
After work, I hit my bar, got a bloodymary, kept not thinking about it. or at least acting that way.
I got home, and now I am watching Zacks, partner in crime play. Jinks seems ok, Shes takin it the best out of everyone. Shes a real trooper...
My mom cried all day, she feels just horrid, she can't be here, and she loved the little guy.
I miss my cuddle buddy, he would always sleep on me for hours, just snuggled into my sweatshirt. He was never happy to just be left in the play pen with Jinks, or to have the run of the room, he always stood on his hind legs and stuck his arms up, gave me the "up up" look. He was a big momma's boy who always wanted my love. He just wanted to be in my arms or on my shoulder all the time.
When he had to eat his speical wet food, he'd only eat it off my fingers, not out of the bowl or off a spoon. Just my hands.
One of the hardest things to do was tell his vet. I kept getting the wrods stuck in my mouth. She tried everything she could to help him, she called to check in weeks after we had seen her, she felt for him. I know the news hurt her, Jinks sees her on sat. We'll talk then.
Somehow we came to the conclusion that ASAP we must get Jinks a buddy. We are getting her checked up, so we can start looking for a new playmate next week, hopefuly we can get one her age, and temperment. Many a shelter will be visit, I have a feeling, she can be a picky girl.
My little Zackary Binkerton passed away last night.... and it hurts.
Zackary slipped away sometime yesterday evening, his little body gave in, and said it was tired...
Said is was tired fo life, tired of fighting his IBS. He left softly in his sleep, in his blankey tube, that I made him
I whent to pick him up, he was cold. All of a sudden I couldn't look, and I could not breath...
Later Winter put him in a box, everytime I looked at the box I couldn't breath. I got sick, and had to look away or leave the room.
This afternoon, we took him to the vet next to work, where they all know our names, We gave him to the nice lady, who promised we would have his ashes in a few days, maybe a week. Everyone said they where very sorry. It msut be hard...
I skipped school, but when't to work, I just didn't wanna think about it for awhile. Tyler said "you dont seem very chipper this afternoon." I snapped at him, "My ferret died last night." he apologized said he didn't know, I think I hurt his feelings.
After work, I hit my bar, got a bloodymary, kept not thinking about it. or at least acting that way.
I got home, and now I am watching Zacks, partner in crime play. Jinks seems ok, Shes takin it the best out of everyone. Shes a real trooper...
My mom cried all day, she feels just horrid, she can't be here, and she loved the little guy.
I miss my cuddle buddy, he would always sleep on me for hours, just snuggled into my sweatshirt. He was never happy to just be left in the play pen with Jinks, or to have the run of the room, he always stood on his hind legs and stuck his arms up, gave me the "up up" look. He was a big momma's boy who always wanted my love. He just wanted to be in my arms or on my shoulder all the time.
When he had to eat his speical wet food, he'd only eat it off my fingers, not out of the bowl or off a spoon. Just my hands.
One of the hardest things to do was tell his vet. I kept getting the wrods stuck in my mouth. She tried everything she could to help him, she called to check in weeks after we had seen her, she felt for him. I know the news hurt her, Jinks sees her on sat. We'll talk then.
Somehow we came to the conclusion that ASAP we must get Jinks a buddy. We are getting her checked up, so we can start looking for a new playmate next week, hopefuly we can get one her age, and temperment. Many a shelter will be visit, I have a feeling, she can be a picky girl.
My little Zackary Binkerton passed away last night.... and it hurts.
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