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Icharus
Apr 5, 2011 10:05:48 GMT -5
Post by weezz on Apr 5, 2011 10:05:48 GMT -5
We helped Icharus cross the bridge on Saturday. He was an older ferret, 7-8, and had the "big three". It was time to make a decision on quality over quantity, and he just didn't have the quality of life anymore that a ferret deserves. We will miss you, Ickie Man. Hope you found your cage mate, Crystal, waiting for you at the Bridge.  Dance and Dook, ...you will be greatly missed. |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2011 10:25:36 GMT -5
I'm so sorry you had to make such a hard decision. The losses just keep adding up ;( ;( thank you for being so selfless and taking away your babys pain.
D.I.P. Little buddy.
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Icharus
Apr 5, 2011 10:44:55 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2011 10:44:55 GMT -5
I'm so sorry -- DIP, Icharus
it has been one very, very rough week
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Icharus
Apr 5, 2011 12:15:51 GMT -5
Post by Sherry on Apr 5, 2011 12:15:51 GMT -5
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Icharus
Apr 5, 2011 13:05:08 GMT -5
Post by shilohismygirl on Apr 5, 2011 13:05:08 GMT -5
Dook in peace, Icharus. You must have been called to the bridge for this grand event! I am sure that this little boy will be wardancing at the bridge, waiting for you. He isn't sick anymore, and is so happy that he is again whole-a decision that was made selflessly by you. Thank you, and I'll have you in my thoughts.
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Icharus
Apr 5, 2011 15:21:52 GMT -5
Post by Heather on Apr 5, 2011 15:21:52 GMT -5
A travelling candle is lit for another of our little fuzzy thieves...it must indeed be one h***of a party. Yet another one of our little fuzzes takes off down that lonely path (it's not so lonely these day, knowing how ferrets like to investigate along the way, I'll bet even Napoleon is still playing along the pathway and hasn't really made it to the bridge yet). It all starts with a bounce, once to the left and then to the right. A stop, a sniff....oops an itch.....then another bounce....and then crash he's off his feet and rolling in the bushes. Once again, on his feet loooking around...waiting trying to see the instigator who took him out....a leaf rustles on his left... a sweet little face looks at him from under the leaves....another, and another....friends to play, to chase....to roll with.... to bite. The chase is on... first a little sable, then a DEW... he stops once again and looks back. He takes a few hesitant steps forward but knows he cannot return, he misses the warm snuggles, the kisses, the gentle words....the heart key around his neck gleams in the sunlight. He knows he's one of the special ones, he will once again, someday be held by his person, the one who gave him the key and loved him enough to let him go. To free him from his pain, his fear and from a body that no longer worked for him. A person who loved him enough to kiss him goodbye and send him on this special journey. Goodbye sweet Icharus....gentle journey sweet fuzz  ciao |
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Icharus
Apr 5, 2011 20:29:40 GMT -5
Post by tayrawrrr on Apr 5, 2011 20:29:40 GMT -5
So sorry for your loss....DIP, sweet baby.
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Icharus
Apr 5, 2011 21:37:15 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2011 21:37:15 GMT -5
Fly high sweet Icharus
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Icharus
Apr 5, 2011 22:05:55 GMT -5
Post by miamiferret2 on Apr 5, 2011 22:05:55 GMT -5
he was a beautiful boy. i'm sorry for your loss. may he dook in peace.
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Post by darlene on Apr 6, 2011 0:52:10 GMT -5
I'm so very sorry for your loss  R.I.P Icharus. |
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