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| Fitz |
I brought Max in for his regular checkup today. He had been acting a
little lethargic the last two days and I thought maybe he had just
picked up a bug or something minor like that. He was very alert. I
know he was drinking and peeing and at the very least he was eating
his bacon flavored Bandit Treats so I assumed he was eating his
regular food too. Hard to tell if he was pooping because when you have
more than one unless you actually see them doing it, you're never
really sure which poo belongs to which ferret. When he was weighed
today he had lost a little weight but nothing the vet was overly
concerned with by itself. When she was giving him the once over though
she found a lump near the spleen. How I missed this I have no freaking
idea. The vet went to get the head of the practice who has far more
experience with wild and exotics than she did for a second opinion.
She couldn't find him but did bring in the new chief surgeon who also
has a lot of experience with exotics. As soon as he looked at Max he
got this look on his face that I just knew he was thinking lymphoma.
They gave me three options: 1. exploratory surgery just in case it
wasn't a lymphoma and might be something treatable. 2. Put him down
now to save him from suffering or 3. Take him home and let it run it's
course. I opted for option 1 hoping against hope. Dr. Holly C. called
me about 5PM to let me know it was our worst fear. She said the cancer
had spread so far there was absolutely no hope and did I want to as we
had discussed earlier just not let him wake up from the surgery. As
much as I would have like to keep him around even a little while
longer I knew the best thing for him was to let him go to the Bridge.
Holly said she was amazed at how little symptoms he displayed and how
he appeared to be in no real discomfort. She said had it been her or
I, we would have been in hospice weeks ago with a morphine drip. They
let me have some time with him in the exam room before they took him
back to the surgical waiting area. I just held him in my arms for a
long while stroking his body and trying to choke back the tears. I
knew he was pretty sick at this point because he was one one of those
ferrets who don't like being held for any length of time, usually 2-3
minutes tops. This time, however, he just stayed very quiet in my arms
untill I put him back on the table and contiued to pet him untill the
vet tech came in to take him away. He was only four years old and a
real heller who love to rough and tumble with his older step-sister
and myself. He would never lick my nose or face like Julie does but
when he would consent to lie in my arms he would lean his face over
one arm and lick the back of my forearm. He was the fifth ferret I've
lost over the years and I'm going to miss him terribly just like I'm
still missing Crystal, Sarah, Rocky and Samson. Do Max and I a favor
tonight and hug your fuzzies and tell them how much you love them.
Yours In Sorrow,
Pat
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| Celtic Ferret |
I'm sorry to hear about the loss of your baby. I'm sorry he's beyond
your reach now , but is also beyond the reach of pain.
I hope he finds his parents, some of his friends and sibling at the
Rainbow Bridge.
KG
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| Brian S. |
Sorry to hear about Max, you did the best thing you could do for him. It is
very hard. i just went thru the same thing less the surgery.
brian s.
"Fitz" <fitzgerd@nospamcrisny.org> wrote in message
news:78os1151mceol5eiea2tpjo74rklctiut4@4ax.com...
>I brought Max in for his regular checkup today. He had been acting a
> little lethargic the last two days and I thought maybe he had just
> picked up a bug or something minor like that. He was very alert. I
> know he was drinking and peeing and at the very least he was eating
> his bacon flavored Bandit Treats so I assumed he was eating his
> regular food too. Hard to tell if he was pooping because when you have
> more than one unless you actually see them doing it, you're never
> really sure which poo belongs to which ferret. When he was weighed
> today he had lost a little weight but nothing the vet was overly
> concerned with by itself. When she was giving him the once over though
> she found a lump near the spleen. How I missed this I have no freaking
> idea. The vet went to get the head of the practice who has far more
> experience with wild and exotics than she did for a second opinion.
> She couldn't find him but did bring in the new chief surgeon who also
> has a lot of experience with exotics. As soon as he looked at Max he
> got this look on his face that I just knew he was thinking lymphoma.
> They gave me three options: 1. exploratory surgery just in case it
> wasn't a lymphoma and might be something treatable. 2. Put him down
> now to save him from suffering or 3. Take him home and let it run it's
> course. I opted for option 1 hoping against hope. Dr. Holly C. called
> me about 5PM to let me know it was our worst fear. She said the cancer
> had spread so far there was absolutely no hope and did I want to as we
> had discussed earlier just not let him wake up from the surgery. As
> much as I would have like to keep him around even a little while
> longer I knew the best thing for him was to let him go to the Bridge.
> Holly said she was amazed at how little symptoms he displayed and how
> he appeared to be in no real discomfort. She said had it been her or
> I, we would have been in hospice weeks ago with a morphine drip. They
> let me have some time with him in the exam room before they took him
> back to the surgical waiting area. I just held him in my arms for a
> long while stroking his body and trying to choke back the tears. I
> knew he was pretty sick at this point because he was one one of those
> ferrets who don't like being held for any length of time, usually 2-3
> minutes tops. This time, however, he just stayed very quiet in my arms
> untill I put him back on the table and contiued to pet him untill the
> vet tech came in to take him away. He was only four years old and a
> real heller who love to rough and tumble with his older step-sister
> and myself. He would never lick my nose or face like Julie does but
> when he would consent to lie in my arms he would lean his face over
> one arm and lick the back of my forearm. He was the fifth ferret I've
> lost over the years and I'm going to miss him terribly just like I'm
> still missing Crystal, Sarah, Rocky and Samson. Do Max and I a favor
> tonight and hug your fuzzies and tell them how much you love them.
>
> Yours In Sorrow,
> Pat
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| steve robinson |
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so sorry for your loss
on a side note if you give the ferret an egg yoke away from his/ her buddies
when he or she poops it will have a little yellow band in it
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| Sandy and the Dook City Gang |
I looked=A0heavenward=A0last night and what did I see?
A long slinky shape dancing and smiling at me.
=A0
I asked where he was going, but he wouldn't say.
Only that he was going to dook and play.
=A0
Come little one, I cajoled, tell me who you are.
He chuckled, twirled and said a new bright star.
=A0
I=A0pleaded to know this special star's name.
He chortled,I have but one claim to fame.
=A0
My family loved me every single day.
I asked,=A0you're sure=A0that is=A0all you want to say?
=A0
He just turned with a jaunty=A0wink and left me to stare.
Vanished=A0into multicolored mist and went elsewhere.
May Maximillian dance forever in your heart.
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| Jason and Holly Harper |
Pat, I'm so sorry for your loss. :( It's always hard to lose them, but
especially so when you're not expecting it.
*hugs*
Holly
"Fitz" <fitzgerd@nospamcrisny.org> wrote in message
news:78os1151mceol5eiea2tpjo74rklctiut4@4ax.com...
> I brought Max in for his regular checkup today. He had been acting a
> little lethargic the last two days and I thought maybe he had just
> picked up a bug or something minor like that. He was very alert. I
> know he was drinking and peeing and at the very least he was eating
> his bacon flavored Bandit Treats so I assumed he was eating his
> regular food too. Hard to tell if he was pooping because when you have
> more than one unless you actually see them doing it, you're never
> really sure which poo belongs to which ferret. When he was weighed
> today he had lost a little weight but nothing the vet was overly
> concerned with by itself. When she was giving him the once over though
> she found a lump near the spleen. How I missed this I have no freaking
> idea. The vet went to get the head of the practice who has far more
> experience with wild and exotics than she did for a second opinion.
> She couldn't find him but did bring in the new chief surgeon who also
> has a lot of experience with exotics. As soon as he looked at Max he
> got this look on his face that I just knew he was thinking lymphoma.
> They gave me three options: 1. exploratory surgery just in case it
> wasn't a lymphoma and might be something treatable. 2. Put him down
> now to save him from suffering or 3. Take him home and let it run it's
> course. I opted for option 1 hoping against hope. Dr. Holly C. called
> me about 5PM to let me know it was our worst fear. She said the cancer
> had spread so far there was absolutely no hope and did I want to as we
> had discussed earlier just not let him wake up from the surgery. As
> much as I would have like to keep him around even a little while
> longer I knew the best thing for him was to let him go to the Bridge.
> Holly said she was amazed at how little symptoms he displayed and how
> he appeared to be in no real discomfort. She said had it been her or
> I, we would have been in hospice weeks ago with a morphine drip. They
> let me have some time with him in the exam room before they took him
> back to the surgical waiting area. I just held him in my arms for a
> long while stroking his body and trying to choke back the tears. I
> knew he was pretty sick at this point because he was one one of those
> ferrets who don't like being held for any length of time, usually 2-3
> minutes tops. This time, however, he just stayed very quiet in my arms
> untill I put him back on the table and contiued to pet him untill the
> vet tech came in to take him away. He was only four years old and a
> real heller who love to rough and tumble with his older step-sister
> and myself. He would never lick my nose or face like Julie does but
> when he would consent to lie in my arms he would lean his face over
> one arm and lick the back of my forearm. He was the fifth ferret I've
> lost over the years and I'm going to miss him terribly just like I'm
> still missing Crystal, Sarah, Rocky and Samson. Do Max and I a favor
> tonight and hug your fuzzies and tell them how much you love them.
>
> Yours In Sorrow,
> Pat
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| Ruth |
I am so sorry for the loss of Max.
Hugs,
Ruth
"Fitz" <fitzgerd@nospamcrisny.org> wrote in message
news:78os1151mceol5eiea2tpjo74rklctiut4@4ax.com...
>I brought Max in for his regular checkup today. He had been acting a
> little lethargic the last two days and I thought maybe he had just
> picked up a bug or something minor like that. He was very alert. I
> know he was drinking and peeing and at the very least he was eating
> his bacon flavored Bandit Treats so I assumed he was eating his
> regular food too. Hard to tell if he was pooping because when you have
> more than one unless you actually see them doing it, you're never
> really sure which poo belongs to which ferret. When he was weighed
> today he had lost a little weight but nothing the vet was overly
> concerned with by itself. When she was giving him the once over though
> she found a lump near the spleen. How I missed this I have no freaking
> idea. The vet went to get the head of the practice who has far more
> experience with wild and exotics than she did for a second opinion.
> She couldn't find him but did bring in the new chief surgeon who also
> has a lot of experience with exotics. As soon as he looked at Max he
> got this look on his face that I just knew he was thinking lymphoma.
> They gave me three options: 1. exploratory surgery just in case it
> wasn't a lymphoma and might be something treatable. 2. Put him down
> now to save him from suffering or 3. Take him home and let it run it's
> course. I opted for option 1 hoping against hope. Dr. Holly C. called
> me about 5PM to let me know it was our worst fear. She said the cancer
> had spread so far there was absolutely no hope and did I want to as we
> had discussed earlier just not let him wake up from the surgery. As
> much as I would have like to keep him around even a little while
> longer I knew the best thing for him was to let him go to the Bridge.
> Holly said she was amazed at how little symptoms he displayed and how
> he appeared to be in no real discomfort. She said had it been her or
> I, we would have been in hospice weeks ago with a morphine drip. They
> let me have some time with him in the exam room before they took him
> back to the surgical waiting area. I just held him in my arms for a
> long while stroking his body and trying to choke back the tears. I
> knew he was pretty sick at this point because he was one one of those
> ferrets who don't like being held for any length of time, usually 2-3
> minutes tops. This time, however, he just stayed very quiet in my arms
> untill I put him back on the table and contiued to pet him untill the
> vet tech came in to take him away. He was only four years old and a
> real heller who love to rough and tumble with his older step-sister
> and myself. He would never lick my nose or face like Julie does but
> when he would consent to lie in my arms he would lean his face over
> one arm and lick the back of my forearm. He was the fifth ferret I've
> lost over the years and I'm going to miss him terribly just like I'm
> still missing Crystal, Sarah, Rocky and Samson. Do Max and I a favor
> tonight and hug your fuzzies and tell them how much you love them.
>
> Yours In Sorrow,
> Pat
>
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| John C. |
On 24 Feb 2005 16:57:31 -0800, "Sandy and the Dook City Gang"
<kathouze@aol.com> wrote:
>I looked(eavenward,ast night and what did I see?
>A long slinky shape dancing and smiling at me.
>
>I asked where he was going, but he wouldn't say.
>Only that he was going to dook and play.
>
>Come little one, I cajoled, tell me who you are.
>He chuckled, twirled and said a new bright star.
>
>I0leaded to know this special star's name.
>He chortled,I have but one claim to fame.
>
>My family loved me every single day.
>I asked,9ou're sure4hat is!ll you want to say?
>
>He just turned with a jaunty7ink and left me to stare.
>Vanished)nto multicolored mist and went elsewhere.
>
>May Maximillian dance forever in your heart.
Sandy, everytime you send these I manage to cry and smile at the same
time.
You are a rare gem!
John, Milo, and Scooter
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| Paul E. Jamison |
My deepest sympathies on the loss of your little one. He had to know how
much he was loved.
Paul
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"Who reads, learns, lives the Ferret Way becomes keeper
of light, ennobling outer worlds from one within."
- a prophecy from the Ancients
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| Fitz |
Thank you, everybody, for all of your kind thoughts, words and
everything. It has meant the world to me.
I went to the Animal Hospital yesterday to pick up Max's remains. They
are all very special people there from the head of the practice right
down to the vet techs and recptionists. They took the time to have him
all laid out in a tiny cardboard casket. He was wrapped in a little
pink lace trimmed blanket laying on his side with his little front
paws crossed over each other and a beautiful yellow flower placed on
top of him. As my mother said when I brought him over to her house so
she could say her farewells "He looks just like a little sleeping
prince". He looks so peacefull now and nothing will ever hurt him
again. For the time being I have him on ice in the basement but come
the spring thaw he will be laid to rest behind the house with those
who went before him Crystal, Sarah, Rocky and Samson.
Again thank you all so very much.
Pat
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| myself |
I am sorry for your pain. :(
Myself
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| Brian S. |
that is so nice that they presented max like that. My first fuzzie they
really didn't do much to help any of the pain. Once again sorry for your
loss and it sounds nice the way they did the presentation.
brian s.
"Fitz" <fitzgerd@nospamcrisny.org> wrote in message
news:nc7221pbrkv19o1mvcobmulmfbf4cvp110@4ax.com...
> Thank you, everybody, for all of your kind thoughts, words and
> everything. It has meant the world to me.
>
> I went to the Animal Hospital yesterday to pick up Max's remains. They
> are all very special people there from the head of the practice right
> down to the vet techs and recptionists. They took the time to have him
> all laid out in a tiny cardboard casket. He was wrapped in a little
> pink lace trimmed blanket laying on his side with his little front
> paws crossed over each other and a beautiful yellow flower placed on
> top of him. As my mother said when I brought him over to her house so
> she could say her farewells "He looks just like a little sleeping
> prince". He looks so peacefull now and nothing will ever hurt him
> again. For the time being I have him on ice in the basement but come
> the spring thaw he will be laid to rest behind the house with those
> who went before him Crystal, Sarah, Rocky and Samson.
>
> Again thank you all so very much.
>
> Pat
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| Galen |
I have to second that. A rare gem indeed
"John C." <jdcrox@bresnan.net> wrote in message
news:khiv1110fc2lf5ofc48alogj79umhmgrb2@4ax.com...
> On 24 Feb 2005 16:57:31 -0800, "Sandy and the Dook City Gang"
<snip>
> Sandy, everytime you send these I manage to cry and smile at the same
> time.
> You are a rare gem!
> John, Milo, and Scooter
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