Post by Deleted on May 22, 2015 9:17:03 GMT -5
Two years ago today, my Beloved Ponce crossed over the Rainbow Bridge.
Every day, I miss him. I can smile now through my tears, when I remember him.
He came to us as a baby, only 6 or 8 weeks old.
We named him Ponce for Ponce de Leon, the explorer.
I'd like to tell you about him.
He was an explorer. Every morning, we did border patrol and he noticed everything and disapproved of any changes.
He laughed. Paul would come home at night, and pour a cocktail. Ponce watched and waited and when Paul turned his head, he would push the drink off the table. Then he would lean over and laugh, he he he he.
He was firmly convinced the vacuum cleaner was evil and should be destroyed.
He would get into the shower with me and run around the edges. He also stole my coozie that held shaving cream.
His favorite treasure was a catnip cigar. I still have it, in his memory box.
His favorite spot to sleep was in my lingerie drawer, curled up in a cup of one of my, you know...
I would take the hose to wash off the sliding glass doors and he would go insane, leaping and dooking and trying to get the water.
He shared potty time with his dad and would jump up on the seat and watch.
When I went into the bathroom, he went right next to me on his puppy pad.
He built a nest in the couch, and his favorite trick was to wait until my daughter had friends over to watch a scarey movie and then he would slide up and out from behind the pillows and scare everyone. He never tired of that and neither did I.
He was patient. He would wait for the plumber to get his head under the sink and then jump out. Bump, goes the plumber's head.
Ponce was almost seven when he got sick. I found the Forum, looking for help for him. This Forum was his last gift to me.
DIP, my Beloved Ponce. You are my Heart Ferret and my Heart is bigger because of you.
He sounds like one h*ll of a ferret. My babci says we're lent to each other in this life; ponce was lent to you to bring you to us. 
