DIP, dear Wyatt and Jessie

[silentdook]

I didn't realize I failed to mention that we had to make that Final Decision on our Wyatt two weeks ago. His meds were no longer working, his seizures were worse and more frequent, he had no interest in anything but some soup.
He was my success story, the worst, most aggressive biter ever, who became a sweetheart with lots of love and patience. He was a muscular beastie, and so beautiful, a dark, dark sable.

Then we ran into the H. Mustelae issue with Jessie, my spouse's Baby Girl, only 4. We knew she was grieving her friends, we did ulcer treatment, we hand fed her, but she wasn't coming around. She had our vet puzzled, we kept trying ways to get her to eat and keep it down. We decided to stop kicking the can down the road and open her up to find out what was going on. They did another xray, tried a different angle, and then made the discovery. She had a fast metastasizing mediastinal tumor, pressing on her lungs, heart, trachea and esophagus, and it was a poor candidate for surgery. The prognosis was grim, so we returned to the clinic to say our goodbyes and send her to be with her friends.
We are crushed, that's 3 in as many months. Pooka is now our last baby girl, and Doc the last boy. It was weird to get up this morning and not have to mix any meds.
DIP kiddos, we miss you.

[okojosan]

Oh no, that's awful. Poor Wyatt. DIP sweet boy. Jessie's story sounds awful and similar to what happened with my Vivi, although the vets never did find out what was causing her diarrhea/weight loss. At least she passed peacefully and is with her friends again.

It's always so hard to say goodbye, I have cried so many tears over these animals. They really have a way of getting in your heart.

[abbeytheferret6]

I AM SO SORRY SILENTDOOK. YOU BEEN ONE OF THE BEST, SO MUCH PATIENCE AND LOVE.
DOOK IN PEACE PRECIOUS BABIES.

[Corvidophile]

I agree with meds being a gut puncher, saying goodbye to Winnipeg was hard enough but the fact that we no longer had to structure our lives around 12 hour intervals to give meds, and the chair in the kitchen sat in to give them, and the times 6:30 AM and 6:30 PM passing with nothing happening… just a constant reminder. I’m so sorry for your losses. May your current ferrets comfort you.

[silentdook]

Thank you all so much.

[unclejoe]

I'm really sorry I just read this. I've just been so busy. It's devastating to lose one, and I hate to say it but I know what you are going thru now. Even with all we do for them, sometimes we just can't save them. I would have them live 20 years if I could.
DIP to all of our lost little ones. And peace to you and yours, dook.

[Charlie]

So very sorry to read this sad news, silentdook. May your wee ones DIP and you be comforted knowing you did everything you could for them. You are a great ferrant.